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barf.





how does the grid become consumed with rhetoric of purity and spirituality
i do not know the answer to that question.
haha Black Square, Eight Red Rectangles.

laying face down.

Beach Baby

maybe what i need is fewer skies and dim the corners, whistle a soft tune over and over, i'll whistle it back to you. and you will wonder where i learned such sly glances, you will ask about the day my eyes turned grey.

just now another flash snowfall whipped past a few feet out, but i'm inside, i am buried. somehow the sun remained, and pushed away the heavy flakes, the sun the sun the sun, that sun. and look, it's 4 pm on sunday, oh thank god, and the sun still around the corner. later let the streetlights simmer and they will create a stage upon the road, each passing car timed, everything is perfectly mended and waiting, a set. just waiting for the cues, under sandy streams of white.

i am trailing and unfocused, thinking about your cheeks do i have any cash and what day is it today. what do i have to do tomorrow, nothing really, if i put it in simple terms. my clean sheets already smell like oranges, with blackberry stains. i pull everything in, tease it all closer, it's much nicer in here. my body feels heavy, my limbs, these limbs are not mine. i am nowhere to be found, i am the lady made of bricks. most of all i wonder when will i run

i collide with sunday, Existential Crisis Day. the day she grew new skin. and then later in the kitchen, drinking, putting away clean dishes, we're on the floor.

Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

today was beautiful.
not alota words, and not all good. but simple and pleasing.


now i plan on drinking 2L of root beer and reading my new book. yea, reading, it came back to me. simple as that. and the bookstore guy said this was a good one.

fuck you iliotibial band

..why must you take running away?

sloth, is me. in fact i got 4 out of 7 of them deadly sins.
come on knee, help a sister out, i gotta decrease my sin-factor to less than 50%.

"I have a friend who only swallowed because she didn't want the sheets to get messy."



leftover wine and sweet black plums and horror movies, yea, i like the rain today.