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[lastweekofjuly]

a momentary weakness, feeling fleeting loneliness.  i was made for glue.  conversation bores me, simply doing fine, head down, file neatly to the left and right.  laying down amongst dust mites, i breathe in gasping shallow breath.  sing unto me a new song, i lay beside you.

crunch endless numbers

silos filed with bootstrap molasses is bliss.