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I like the wall crowded humid Sydney streets locket of prettyeyed lights - the light dulls, the night illumines.
the clock tocking gnaws my time like a parrot. Polly want an oil well? this cracker only mirrors my question.
I wake up with thirst thirst that drinks me like a whale, that throws me up and beaches me, that seizes even hunger.
a war within the skin cells â impossible to move forward or to hopscotch back, you linger beneath suspicious hallway portraits.
smoke these cigarettes in remembrance of you, o fragile membrane body. on the stutter of confusion, nerve endings confuse themselves like Adam meets Eve how could we be the only ones on earth?
lonely and busy with it too, laughed when you asked me to change. Mozartâs requiem plays on cheap headphones â a quiet pulse I push my finger into.
tomorrow I go to Eden, six hour drive, Iâm skipping class â Hooray.
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