Thursday, August 28, 2008

cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep cant sleep
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real fucking original, dont you think, sir?
i have high reason and high tide to believe
that this is the height of my creativity and genuine genius
for
this piece,
will sell
will boom bigger than mona lisas smile and missing eyebrows
larger
than your fucking ego
better than
that dinner your mom made aproximately 4 hours ago.
four.
drinking in the recess of empty/ the air its twisting/my throat thick. coated. marmalade./.
wishing to speak into the voicepiece
dial your number
please, please dear god, pick up
i promise to whisper something worthwhile, like how the date 8-22-08 holds significance
i'lltellyouonceifindyou. somuchtosay.
going,
going,
gone.

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