Friday, September 24, 2010

Think of Me

will you think of me
when you go on
vacation sitting
under that
coconut tree
all alone

the hint of a black
and white
rainbow forms

when you see a procession
line
do you think I will
jump out of the hearse

and angrily 
point at you

i want you to think of me

always

that 
is your
curse

and never
forget
what you did
to me



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