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When you’re too hungover to hang.
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a lot of nice thoughts mixed with a simply terrible one
"This morning the realization.
Your raspberry mouth burst
sour. A pinch
of sweat.
You’re yelling now. Quiet.
Quite contrary to our start.
The fly dead between the
window panes.
You’re buzzing now, surrounded
by glass.
The grass
in this town turned brown a long time ago.
Anywhere looks greener.
I searched for the window cleaner
and you found the door." - when the glass gets dirty, you see it | Derek Deyling
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Forcing Google to ask the questions for me.
Anonymous said: Hello Derek from California. I'm glad I've stumbled upon your blog

I bought us friendship bracelets.

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if this is a sin then I’m a goddamn sinner
Anonymous said: I was in the poetry section at Barnes and Nobles today and I couldn't help but think that your writing should be on those shelves. ❁

Bah. Can you imagine? Perhaps one day.

High praise. Thank you!

Anonymous said: Have you had your heart broken lately?

Not since grade 8. It hurts. I don’t recommend it.

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“Begin at the beginning, and go on till you come to the end: then stop.”
Anonymous said: Write me back 😩


Derek from California. Click on "My Notebook" to read my writing.