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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Mirandizing ...

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to be speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense.

Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer my questions without an attorney present?


(after the Redd Quill doctrine ... it's a major major conspiracy bluff for the nth time, the shag pad is real though :) ... aint we jealous of sinful beds huh ;) ... connive lang si pimps ... i mean, aint we all suppose to support our friends causes. like we all do, like we all did in the past. a friend's got to do what it's got to do.)

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