Autobiography
By shortandpretentious
I'm happy, Coker, your madman Franklin's
finally made it: grew out his hair
smokes pot stumbles alone & sometimes lost
down dimly lit streets &
fields with a single yellow tree
he's been trying harder than ever
to have dreams then
remember them he's in love
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Copyright 2004 shortandpretentious
Published on Saturday, December 4, 2004.
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"Poetry"
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On Sunday, December 26, 2004, theBAC
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a little name dropping is always greatly appreciated. how is your book coming along? i've got room on my shelf & in my head for it.
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On Sunday, January 27, 2019, carlosjackal
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If there’s books, I’m all in.
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On Wednesday, December 22, 2004, Lotophagi
(333) wrote:
ahh, that rocks..... thank you.
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A former member wrote:
sometimes i dream.. and then i try like hell to remember. but i can't ever seem to grasp them. nicely done.