dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Tuesday, August 06, 2013

conversation post free breakfast

me:  Good morning.
him:  Good morning.  Aren't you usually walking with somebody else?
me:  Yeah, he's elsewhere.  Nice lavender.
him:  It's the only thing they left.  They stole the white roses and red geraniums.  I think it was street people.  I was close to that, but I never stole flowers.  I had principles.  You have a good day.
me:  See ya.


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