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
Wednesday, November 8, 2017
a politic, a party trick
something made a little opening
i want to let you go, and i don't think you should hang out with us.
made a little something with your opening, and i've got to let you know
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