a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Friday, August 11, 2017
just can't tell if it is real, or stems from jealousy
I want to do every bad thing a man has ever done to me to you.
With consent.
I am a much
older man.
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