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||||People I love die.I'm quiet/when/I orgasm.
\His-Story is so sad..
Like do((ugh))nated spe(Urm, per'aps mylife is frozen -

[sex[Tourism began as religious treks.

Once(1) wewere ON-ly(ee...) M,animals -
loneliness can't/be/cut/in/half -
[[middle-sized mammals,]],
onthe smallish side
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we thrive in captivity]

Wwhirl-ing O(o)n/a skinnyplanet...

Eat the lion-tamer -

it's understanding the estimate,
and estimating the understood.

Burning a gallon of gasoline
produces 20 pounds of CO2

I Wwonder about
setting my alarm-clock

So dry the shit [[smE(a)R.ed/on the walls,
can't) etch mymessage - it flakes --

I've slipped easy.

manufacturing something
PREhistoric in myself,

de/voLving into ARChaic|one|pronounces
fREAK disTURB,ance\\oms
tobenototbecompletelyslays A
on a ona repetitive ona some aA
in/tHE,after>Math=Some/tHing structuraL.
L.

and who knows toMMoRRow -
something to really numb me.

in the swamp of getting OLD.

     and I love you all of a sudden
     like a forgotten meeting -
     and bleed slick hair
     after you knived my image

     if afterlife is virtual
     we are all compromised -

     no impregnation of disaster
     calls to the outer walls
     wailing in the wrong womb
     of existing outside existence -

     empty flocking - coarse memory
     this mind dislikes explosions -
     even eppiphannies, small thoughts,
     random, cursive, getting somewhere

     it's dark and trecherous waiting -

     nothing big at all - waifs
     glowing in shrapnel

     we become ourselves
     like silver-fish in clothing

     no one amused, glinting eyes,
     the sperm on your fingertips -

     settled animosity.

I wonder if she'll ever read this...

You can't believe///little insignificant
(human beings) -have changed-
WEather paTTerns ontheir Planet -
::::
You don'(o)t believ'e in coincidence,
in deja vu, in love -uuu-
in vicarious(( pleasures,
or that /pain\ isn't real -

let's be lonely together

blanket-wrapped.

OR or the outer arrangements
from a firmament forgotten.N

I walked in to a sex shop -
there was no sex there

no design = no designer
like how child,ren ar'e INvisable

are
like dancing to opera

I['ve lost howtofallinlove
a,long, the way

We've (have) all'd been to terrorist
training Kamp -
::::
It's called home -

but you're afraid to dance
without stumbling Broken