Pink Petals
Soaking pink petals curled hiding from yellow enemys brightly showing nothing sunny about her soaking pink petals slurping dirty water satiate the thirst, desire growing yellow. sunshine pink soaking petals surviving, surviving.
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(From 6/30/15) 3:00 PM Sitting in Recoleta park. Beautiful unbelievably beautiful. Sunny day here in Buenos Aires. Because my flight was delayed Linsey couldn’t meet me at the apartment so I’ve been with my stuff all day which is good because now taking the load off feels so great! I visited a theatre turned bookstore and a museum, which was free and kinda blah, and now I’m looking up at the massive metal structure of a flower. People are strewn horizontally about on the cut grass, as if reenacting the fallen soldiers on a battlefield. Around 5:45 now…I’m stalling in this café, around 15 minutes away from Linsey’s house and we’re meeting around 6:30. I don’t want to order something else because I haven’t really eaten anything substantial today and I don’t want to fill up on this stuff. And trying to rest my weary dogs I mean damn! Just like Paris. Except I think I’m a little more tired, probably puts me on the same consciousness level I suppose. The owner lad...
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