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so what if we weren't in love?
Jane B crackle and hiss in low light. Smoke joints. Feel fleshy and hot. That's what love feels like. Disintegration. Puddles of hot magma. Then
cooled and hard and black. tarred lungs. consume.
Steeped in that grunion blackout moon opera on the beach. Sloths in bed.
Sleeping there so long. It is so nice to wake up next to you.
But then one day it wasn't.
but I love it all. The Alpha AND the Omega. The birth AND the Cross.
Jane B crackle and hiss in low light. Smoke joints. Feel fleshy and hot. That's what love feels like. Disintegration. Puddles of hot magma. Then
cooled and hard and black. tarred lungs. consume.
Steeped in that grunion blackout moon opera on the beach. Sloths in bed.
Sleeping there so long. It is so nice to wake up next to you.
But then one day it wasn't.
but I love it all. The Alpha AND the Omega. The birth AND the Cross.