3/27/08

corn syrup

It don’t matter, Then evereything mattersssss

ohk

this is ridiculous…

comma, comma, comma,

burn, burn

yeah

keep the fires burning

yeah it’s wrecked, but the opp
ortunitty still lives, livs, lives in these
conneccions
if you kin
rock it kinda slow kinda easy
getin better one more?
i asked him – i’m grime!? mine?
not sure we won’t know until the full
assessment has taken place in due course, so it’s gonna fall into certain holes
predictable, and if your very fortunate, you can engineer a footprint for that powder hole ----- she likes kootenay snow, i like kootenay snow in my sinus cavities, yeesh. it is indeed easier, but i forget which side of the clock i’m on – well, k&d will show me where to go

i’m one of the retards

one of the flashes

one of those neurons you lost

blue girl

chewachewachewa

part of your brain
maybe you’ll find it again in a double stacked apple
happenstance providence sleep interrupted girl interrupted
tryptamine therapy? i dunno man, tha machine elvez be gone and what’s in between?

well the crustzst crackZSX is where everything is
where you can find every hole every hollow every low
all

ultimate… --- I’ve fallen short of lilly surely, but thank God it is what it is, it wants to be a demon, half-lid, being whatitis, yeah, melthoughtslikthis, that’s what you get… in the creekslurrs, that’s what we’ve got here for you…

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