my wine dauber. flied loony, like the coop.

tomorrow is a day as we know it. i’ll be wetting the traps and setting the bed.

“yesterday i woke up sucking”


between two colors (name the text) everything

in the beginning is a form of communication.

people go on and on and on (period)

in that pause, bells. a paw the shape of something that rings.

many many chica-gos to winter through. all things go.

This has been
helped by the shuffle
button. Brought to you
by the letter
question mark.


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