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liquid baby blue, i find a half hour empty slot sunday morn ready to bury and collect your brain fluids in a jar i found cheap at an antique store on a rainy morning after not sleeping the night before, stars black and pulsing and twitching in his eyes, my eyes i mean, i found a jar in an antique store on that 11am early am morning before i can wake up, i don't sleep its okay, battery park on the blvd. whore munching ice cream slapper dope fiend advice giver, a mispronounced piece of bad news. i kept the juice in the jar only to post a picture of it somewhere online where i knew you'd see it because, after all a teenager is a teenager is a teenager is an enabler is a parent at 17 all over the notebook, wheel flat tyres, shooting at your toes you dance better today than ever, i don't know why. i don't care i don't care. if yer a blossom black bruised blooming or reticent or hopped up on juice in a jar. right?