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phthalombrage-Summer school transmutes skull into limestone.
-Sparccnotes?
-Safe Place and Rape Crisis Center.
So long yet no desire to commit...
A bitter alchemy.
Yesterday commerce disguised as merriment.
The effects of radiation and carbon monoxide.
Hoping for another time.
Argosies brimming with empty dreams.
Today, study party for Euro.
Yellow skies of Spanish mourning.
Omnipotent thief-brain spurned by a dog who loves handshakes.
Under masks and disguises we wait.
Afternoon addictions overlap.
Recurrent lines, aborted fetus funnelcakes.
Everything missed by my location.
Last chance gone, for next time is now.
One hundred and eighty gallons of misconception.
Saccharine collaboration devoid of concern.
Icarus fell and everyone dies in the end.
Neither day entirely satisfactory.
Gloves fabricated in Grenoble.
Morgen wearing the same camouflage.
Eyes for things unnoticed overhead.
-Somebody be a love and fetch a scalpel?-
Paris is worth a massacre.
Keys jingled, scamper downstairs.
Foreign computers that remember my name.
Fellowship [from](of) which to be a-part.
What was I expecting?
At least I can make them laugh.
Contacts: duplication but clandestine stagnance.
Oh. So noncommittal a response.
Mind obscured by a miasma of discontent.
How to go on
Why to have been brought forth in the first place
What did Jon's dog see in me?
Wonder if she wanted to invite me to a rave?
-Sparccnotes?
-Safe Place and Rape Crisis Center.
So long yet no desire to commit...
A bitter alchemy.
Yesterday commerce disguised as merriment.
The effects of radiation and carbon monoxide.
Hoping for another time.
Argosies brimming with empty dreams.
Today, study party for Euro.
Yellow skies of Spanish mourning.
Omnipotent thief-brain spurned by a dog who loves handshakes.
Under masks and disguises we wait.
Afternoon addictions overlap.
Recurrent lines, aborted fetus funnelcakes.
Everything missed by my location.
Last chance gone, for next time is now.
One hundred and eighty gallons of misconception.
Saccharine collaboration devoid of concern.
Icarus fell and everyone dies in the end.
Neither day entirely satisfactory.
Gloves fabricated in Grenoble.
Morgen wearing the same camouflage.
Eyes for things unnoticed overhead.
-Somebody be a love and fetch a scalpel?-
Paris is worth a massacre.
Keys jingled, scamper downstairs.
Foreign computers that remember my name.
Fellowship [from](of) which to be a-part.
What was I expecting?
At least I can make them laugh.
Contacts: duplication but clandestine stagnance.
Oh. So noncommittal a response.
Mind obscured by a miasma of discontent.
How to go on
Why to have been brought forth in the first place
What did Jon's dog see in me?
Wonder if she wanted to invite me to a rave?
