session 9.
jasmine alternated laps, bathing herself upon each of our waists, attention starving, craving. internal screeching, wires. it is. my mind creates sounds and allows my ears to think they have introduced the sound to the mind when truly it is the other way around. your (eye)sight is far different than mine, yours is like what mine was like when i was uniformblonde in mr. pritchard's pre-algebra classroom which also at the time was the home of an older grade's criminal justice class, the notes of which were often lingering on the side board. now, vision slowly losing clarity. glasses = eye strength reduction, or raw pre-fetus chicken glob rubbed onto the balls? my cat is a leech, a friendly letter to a fellow equestrian. water swishing into pipes, flushing, running, clear liquid egg whites in a glass, breakfast. break the fast, rivki and malka goldberg, bread droppings into seas. a ceasefire in israel cannot protect america, nor his tourists. the sensation of it's feminine nature is as false as pasteurization and raw egg/dairy confucius confusion. can i have a hoodie too? less vibrant sleeves, taylor cone.