roger: (sarcastically drape eyes swinging) how romantic isabel: it wasn't meant to be surely 'tis you i rely upon for "romantic"
my energy's screwed around so much so that the sacred is obscured by black- eyed dawns trembling enormously sexual i want to love
2.
my mom intentionally forgot the name of the vegetable isabel was visibly nervous introspective fingernail biting
3.
once upon a time there were 3 little dwarfs if you squint hard enough you'll spot me there in their mural briefs questionably shrouded o gourds we can never possibly fathom
is dope is dope the neighbor understood instrinsically at best the idea of guest i sat at her table grinning grinning like sacred mushrooms a better half of me
4.
it is beautiful to be sad such a sadness defies gravity
o give me a home where the buffalo roam o bury me in idaho
o song federico garcia lorca blues pt 1 of 10 in illinois it is here i am
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