In the middle of the night, At 3:00am. I finally decide. Its time to go. I lay out my clothes on the bed. Then go to the kitchen and pull out the mixing bowl. Fill it with ice I’ve been making for days. Carry it into the bathroom, Put it down on the sink. Walk… Continue reading Release
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industrial paradise
i lay upon the mats at night and wish upon a satelite and all the sun ive failed to see the bulbs become bright blinding me. chatting to the folks in thier distant green rooms with bread board walls, the gadget began to grow fierce spurt and crawls.