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
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
take a cough drop, go to the rodeo, the buildings are far away
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nothing * is an *
*accident, *here but again
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so careful *
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* in words it's nothing
*i am a black jetta, and you are a white corolla**
**, call your boyfriend*
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