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2002-06-24 - 2:49 p.m. -
monday in worcester
heat rises off the pavement like bread
moist & filling
there is a beauty
in the moments before the sweat forms
there is sun & traffic noise outside the window
there is the potential for�
something welcome to wormtown
city of lost souls
please remain still
until we come to a complete stop welcome to wormtown
where even the superheroes are ugly
we have no rock stars
we play bass with a bump & grind
we like our drums loud & hard
& in 2/4 time welcome to wormtown
where hope is a 4 letter word
black coffee & cigarettes & blues
our holy trinity
every pothole a collection plate
the sins of our fathers drink together
we are all older than we think welcome to wormtown
now get out
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Today�s Stats
Coffee Count: 5 mugs
Cigarettes: 8
Candy: none
Now Playing: Operatica: Shine
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�Things are more like they are now than they have ever been.�
-President Gerald Ford �Sometimes is just like always.�
-Liberty MacMillan
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