a bottle stolichnaya: tentacled K's arms
writhe in joy
"every day these things happen and some
writes "as death
"from you and us and we and
them" songs spring
during a long weekend above finish(ing) Broadway
(we I you)
joy under brownish (ness) seeing 'one's thigh'
"each day where
death deathing (ed) work it above of
panning camera " of
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