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Wednesday, July 14th 2004
Between railroad and highway,
an old house
covered with vines.
Dillo Fenderson
An old friend calling:
a familiar voice on the phone,
memories of a familiar face.
Dillo Fenderson
Pieces of old hardware
all incompatible
in subtle ways.
Dillo Fenderson
Sunday, July 11th 2004
Clouds and sun,
silver and bronze,
reflected in water.
Dillo Fenderson
distracted
lost in thoughts
missing the moment
Dillo Fenderson
The room is full
with junk.
I'm drowning.
Dillo Fenderson
Saturday, July 10th 2004
Darkness everywhere,
the night threatening.
All in my head.
Dillo Fenderson
Rain and wind,
memories of summer
washed away.
Dillo Fenderson
Thursday, July 8th 2004
Ich liege in der Wiese,
doch das ist verboten:
``Weg, weg, geschwind!''
Dillo Fenderson
Wednesday, July 7th 2004
I've done nothing wrong.
It's all your fault.
And yours, and yours, and yours.
Dillo Fenderson
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