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this sprinkle of rain (finally)
coats and paints a
fulfillment almost
ready for the spider's nest
and nails across an ocean/less face
and
just like pills underneath my tongue, bursting
on his shoulder sits wisdom's scoff

i force
love to jump off a cliff
and he

i need a disco nap. now. mebbe cause i haven't really done anything draining yet today. im feeling s...l....o....w....like i can't muster up the muscle to do shit. i juss want to cuddle and fall asleep in the breeze. or watch the sun go down behind the church and take pictures. then cuddle. i dunno know. M wants to go for a walk to get some wine. i ( Read more... )

red bull at 7am. probably not a good idea, but no coffee around. the weather is pretty fucking gloomy right now. i apprciate it. i slept for over 12 hours off and on and now must find my way somehow to the city. meaning, muster up the god damn will. I hope G is feeling a bit better so we can go out tonight. a client of ours suggested a lounge in ( Read more... )