Saturday, May 14, 2011

day one thirty four

I thought I left the sand behind this morning, but it's still everywhere.
In my short pockets, in my car, in my hair.
It's possible to carry the ocean with you.
From Corolla to Poquoson to Sterling to Arlington to Leesburg
all in a day
All the world is europe, except the USA
coming to you from the Canadien Europe.

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