in a bone snag, his lips, knives & i knew it got darker earlier. besides that tho, a murmur slightly
above the cricket's saw told me of direction cars traveled, always south then the more distance east/west gush tirelessly pooring. the sugar has replaced the weed & alcohol so im never full.
achievement plus the limited
the tip off the shoes applied
breathing room for my toes
: another + of the evening
my novel will be epistolary, written with others
--being the only form in which language speaks to me when writing toward another body
seed pods hanging off spindle trees
"hi, im with iowa steaks. were doing a buy one get one free promotion. do you like meat?"
snells of processed foods &
altho i wonce refused to poop
i now injoy the camaraderie
for instance, the man beside
on tape, flushes five times
& the sign on the door read
mieville's summer light is stretchd on a torture rack, elongated & constituted by "dead moments"
but it is december 19th now, two days from the shortest day of the year, the longest night. here, winter light is fierce in its brevity; short, squalid, fleeting & irreverant. similarly torturous, slow too in its suppression of warmth & rot, but inextricably gone even when in it. the "work day" is the only available light-slot. all else is darkness as it too os darkness
like we already knew, the houses are all identical & this was a walk down liberty from eberwhite woods, jaime & löwe informed was a black farmers land before being (re-?)aquisitioned by the city as a school zone
tfw the world is just as hard to look at as the screen
Minute Minute "Infinitesimal Time"
new age/(post-)dub step// exploring big concepts like "time" & "life" thru hard textures with harder edges
vape hits with my bros, a bullshit treatise
the ant looped on the möbius strip of the apple headphones, such delight in waiting to see what is waiting at the end
feeling a bit depressed this morning, a dash of work anxiety, the weightlessness of infinite service. i talked on the phone with my mother while cooking steaks last night, we couldnt delve too deep
is thhere a pasta wives season 2 coming
idk, the sky was purple mostly & then a orange band along the horizone
both seem very compelling. both, compelling, seemed varied. both seams carried kelling, a type of. noise seams, varied, coupled, & comped. he wasnt sure not where to move but how. in other words. he noticed he leaned far into the aisle needlessly. he coupled noise with seam & referred to this choice as reprisal. RIP cecil taylor, reading moten verboten on a team train to spotify, yr scourge this... dirge? or an attempt to listen read write as my bladder swells. there is no outside. fashion icon barack obama noted in an earlier interview that, "like global production of cheap cotton garments, the outside too can be traded on the plane of infinite greed". a man approaches
me & tells me, with a smile, that you will be president. he then begins yelling & bart cop tells him to stand behind the yellow mat. earlier i was caught hopping the turnstile & became 12, briefly, again & forever onward when called on my evasion, such tactics.
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