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[falseprose]

I crashed my car last weekend. That will teach me to do speed and go for a drive with the Mars Volta cranked. I blame myself of course, but if stupid cunts driving in Anderson St Yarraville would realise you can fit two cars going seperate ways at once instead of pulling in behind parked cars right next to intersections to let someone through, I would've been sweet.

Oh well. Such is life.

I'm still pissed off though!

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Stale kisses are
exhaled forcefully.
I don't want
your lips living
In my lungs anymore.
I want my airways clean,
unpolluted by
noxious, narcissistic
and insipidly cystic
suggestions. I want
them devoid of subtle,
Screaming touch.
I want them pure.
I want them disinfected.
I want an oxygen mask linked
To ammonia. I want to
See my shallow eyes
Reflected by stainless
and protected silence.
I want to breathe for
The first time
Again.