i found you

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 like clawfields, joane
i’ll see you moan
still so long, you grown
in my eye, the one i know

like lifting of the lilly
your tallness my sand
lit with the infinite
my grass still raised

you worshiped the echo
i played and played
like wasted and amazed
lost in your radio days

–mickey fleetwood

About Arthur Pendalyn

Arthur Pendalyn is a stay at home unemployed college graduate, with a BA in English literature (though he prefers the world "fiction"). In his past he moonlighted as a video store clerk, and even once won an argument with a customer who tried to persuade him that David Lynch's Dune was underrated masterpiece. To quote Arthur, "That movie is a piece of shit!"
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