Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Blot

Blot.
Please mind.
Left blot, right blot.
Out of my life.
Out with you.
Open your purse.
Let all the detrius out.
Is that what it is?
Its a muddled mess.
Blot your existence from my mind.
It should never have appeared there at all.
Never, not ever.
Will it go away?
Blotted. Blot.
Believe it.

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