5/08/08

wriggle

writhing in the gutter...


i'm such a shitty human being
i don't even have a candle...

we gotta light our fixes off the gas stove

creek street clusterfuck -----

oh goodey

blows me wide open
recreational experience

recreate

create

re create

recreation

thc is good drugs, hey? dancing in the doubtful wanna write
he wants to say something

it's an emergent artform...

telepathic

he had the most vivid dream of his life... he was lying in his bed in a half-built house listening to the first calls of the seasonal birds when he awoke finding - me too man, it's all good - too many layers - no, salvia is real right? haha, fuck you, um, well - uh lala zuh buh - kitsch, yeah, i get it now... but i'm not supposed to say it, but i'm supposed to write it i guess to be a texture conduit.
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