tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902103.post-1124243496464206092005-08-16T21:50:00.000-04:002005-11-24T23:34:27.706-05:00

(Santa Cruz your mountains crumbling into the sea your green Pacific eyes of a blonde I met here once rode off on the back of a bike clutching the ribs of an Australian hurricane blow-out, up from Mexico wind rip-snapping my tent Brian to me: you should dig a trench around your tent it's gonna rain like a mama once Brian got up to cook breakfast

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