Didn't even copy and paste it or erase it just typed it into the box
on the chalk board with dry fingers immaterial immemorial
after the chunk of dry air meat-rolled me
Didn't walk over out there. Hid on in there instead.
Behind anything that moves.
Strokes over cardigans
- fuzzy little ache
ache like a nondescript word
astronaut cosmonaut athletonaut grownasaur
jagged, , experiemental <---- cursor, repetition, self-awareness, embarrassment
the amount of times, the amount of times its already happened. To anyone to all.
Like a boulder, a sea of metaphors, sentences that just
. and again. because it gets nothing, more than nonsense and less than sense
a moment of deadness. a tick. the furthest thing from a river you can imagine.
actors playing with themselves, their characters' inside each other, dpusvitire and that.
c
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
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