the general goings on of the sun-burnt neighborhood
the scorched-earth summerland fantasy
so many hoses on so many lawns
sprinkle suggestions that the world is leaking
huge asses wave and confirm with round authority
the existence of women out tending gardens
coaxing beauty from life shy to bud
coaxing color into roses
can they cure the bleach?
can the thirst be quenched?
even the grass can't grow in this
can't keep up with the mrs. joneses
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please don't take these down so i can't see them again, because when i read them i feel the way i do when i get to look in your eyes thisfarfromyourface.
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