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I plan on reading before bed but the lamp is in the other room and I’m too tired to get it. I lie on Mike’s shoulder and try to read the book he’s reading, Rilke poems.
Lament
Everything is far
and long gone by.
I think that the star glittering above me
has been dead for a million years.
I think there were tears in the car I heard pass
and something terrible was said.
That’s not the end of the poem, but Mike was reading more quickly than me and turned the page.
"READING LIST - By Miranda July - Vice Magazine
i’m kind of a vice anti-fan, but this is pretty adorable.