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May 09, 2004 11:39

not nice. NOT NICE AT ALL. those kids made me sorry for being born. again. so how do they do that? you tell me. did some decorating. feeling bad or worse most of the time. english summer rain outside. had a dream about stretching lobes. weird. i have more important stuff to think about than some 14-year-old girl who hates me for something i never did. what on earth makes them think i actually give a damn? knowing no one properly gives one a false feeling of trust towards most of the people met. you talk too much about yourself to people you think you'll never see again and then hear those same things from someone you know. or the same things with some strange extra gossip. so when you tell someone your name and the name of your school you end up being known as that weird guy from that weird school and if you're stupid enough to sit next to someone you've never met before in public then the next week you'll get to hear how you and that stranger left together from a party and cheated on your partners. that's the deal. never talk to anyone you've known for less than six months and never ever get drunk. milo's philosophy, the most practical philosophy ever known.

THE BAR-STOOL EDIBLE WORM
I am against everything
Against war and those against
War. Against whatever diminishes
Th'individuals blind impulse.
Shake the peaches down from
The summer poem, Rake in ripe
Luminosity; dust, taste. Lunchtime
News - pass the Castor Oil, Alice
- dambudzo marechera
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