yo what happened?
its like coke relapse. numb...
to the touch. flavors becomes something of a hunch
sweet. bitter. its all a jumble. a bunched...
enjambment -
so what happened? Beginning and end
existing on different planes of "pretend".
plan it. remember when writing used to be a "space". an endless...
frontier nestled in a place of retreat.
our void. a state of tongue wagging
as u sketch the faces "they'll meet".
bunch of no name screen sapient geeks.
i'm kind of craving some beef.
but cook it rare so as not to ruin the flavor beneath.
salad on the side - maybe, yeah...
definitely a plate of some greens
hmmm...fuck it, i'll just order takeout. CHINESE!!
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