i cried
but you couldn't
last night
scooped up my brains
a heavy xanax-induced sleep
let bygones be bygones
disappointed
i hope
can we move because the film
was as silent as cashiers
a lot of things
i want and want badly wherever
motor on little one i demand a world
sundaymorningless without syllables
whoops accidentally left dressy shoes
that claim to unlock the gates of eternity
toothbrush mouthwash etc
it's all good can do nothing 4 me
the song of your stay between me
everything cellular to reach me
to talk soon possibly let bygones
spiral down this evening over clouds
i'll bring some of me
if you whatever wish
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