liquidation sale
shutters, dust, junk
the phonelines are dead
and fuck pet semetary stupidity
i say, as i betray, my pedestrian sensibility
a line i only leave in to portray
the indulgence of this leap year
of lack of sleep, but i'm not all that deprived
no, my waking time is too sane, too wakeful
never enough dreams, never ever
how bout this? opt out
a reverse payday loan
channeling easy mode
Sometimes I fade, like Bod . Then proceed to get away with things. Stealing time, treating myself. To a glorified journal entry. This pigmy...
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