I had enough of deconstruction. 2nd DAY

Milk –  COW

Coffee – Cold

Cigarette – Stolen. Dark Dark Dark.

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DAYDREAMING

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mORNING eQUATION

! Exercising left a weird hole on my torso.

Porch: dog crying.

Street: funeral orchestra.

Feels somehow like I’m surrounded by a stained mix of recycling and not enough red.

Passionate about: ?

Bathroom: waxed lavender. The sign of death; or dying?

House: empty. sTONED.

Ironic: planning on sleeping. In and out of fantasy.

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