In India they wished I would visit and
I felt sad to leave them by waking up.
We shot black snakes of coal in the
dirt and sparks in the air.
My sister was there.
Hovering, hot no mosquitos touched
no hovering, hot
In India Hxxxxx Sxxxxx grew up in the
Himalayas. He thinks art is crazy
and that he must be crazy because
he likes art. When he was small
he was in the snow. When he was old
his parents made him be
an engineer
So now he tries to buy
my wanting
He can't win
26.7.08
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