Tuesday, September 27, 2016

i always get fustrated blur with kids. then i think it's because i set the camera to flower, so i set it to kids. i get the blur, but then not so fustrated. fustrated isn't a typo, it's a omage to xstine, my old girlfriend who always said she was fustrated with me. who wanted kids of her own and now has them and maybe is no longer fustrated, at least with me.

i've lost track of time.
i suppose her kids are grown up now. funny,
i'm in a perpetual childhood, in a way, 
and doghood. 

it all works out somehow
like it should, maybe
not the way we thought it would.

but i still feel the same way
i did as a kid,
as i did with xstine.

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