Sabbath

Feb 27, 2009 01:19



money, work, grub, licentious old men; memories of women, sheets, lackluster begrudging secrets

a whirlpool in the cess; smoke rings and nausea, confusion, disparate nonsense and regrettingly blackened lungs, autotoxic aids (those were the days)

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