| sorry about the mess. |


outs existedput these accidents in place, this ignorance in plain view. god and love have been shown to you, counted on for solace and then rejected by you.outs existed
(outs existed and we stayed, purchased bigger toys and kept playing.)
when i am bent down, a low man among pinks and browns, solve me quickly. curl me inward. cradle my head and howl.
(outs existed and we lazed, planted greener fields and kept grazing.)


3"she lay down beside me and she covered herself well and she said to me,3"
"watch out for me. i'm not safe 'til you're in hell."


among electric vehiclestoo many prisons here, speaking of democracy. obsession is the sincerest form of flattery.among electric vehicles
damn what appeals to you, keep it far away from you, speaking of health and beauty.
among electric vehicles trends seem criminally petty, speaking of wrath and slaughter.
too many zealots here, preaching of different heavens. obsession is the purest form of love.
| sorry about the mess. |
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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why do writers write? because it isn't there.
thomas berger
no honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
ts eliot
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why do writers write? because it isn't there.
thomas berger
no honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
ts eliot
--
why do writers write? because it isn't there.
thomas berger
no honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
ts eliot
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KILL MY DOG AND I'MA SLAY YO CAT!
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why do writers write? because it isn't there.
thomas berger
no honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
ts eliot
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
--
why do writers write? because it isn't there.
thomas berger
no honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
ts eliot
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