self (Remove filter)
Skinner box III (12/20/2022)
graspin at rat pills
like cigarettes
all the while, the tide rises past my lips
and this damn lighter won't light anymore
maybe its out of fluid
right?
maybe its just out of fluid
like this stone is just out of blood .
Tuesday 20th December 2022 5:48 pm
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