When Pixies make Peace(c) Singleton 2008On Parade SoonI wadded it all up,the burnt orange sunflowered sheets,the sandy cat hair littered kitchen floor,the margarita glasses with the peelingpaint thatkissed your lips,left salty tattooson your chin,your smile,floating on the rim.I packed it all upand scooped it into yesterday,an overstuffed pillowtossed carelessly on the floor.And in this
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