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And
It's a concentration of atoms, that in the air converse with one another.
And then those bits become molecules.
They create my table.
My computer.
And in some ways, my ability to type and write and eat ramen at the last hour of the night.
And they make
That smokey woody herbal floating aroma that reminds me of the witchcraft shop down the street of where we used to live.
...
Monday 9th October 2017 7:36 am
What To Do After You've Participated In A Threesome
The feeling of
having just finished
a threeway
is
non-mapped islands
You are now in a bed
with two naked
bodies
that don't immediately fade
And no one
explains the common courtesy
of getting some food
After performing what's known as an
Eiffel Tower.
We throw ourselves
out to sea
With minimal knowledge
of the breeding grounds of tropical fish
...
Thursday 18th May 2017 11:45 pm
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