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THERE IS NOTHING TO FEEL SAD ABOUT UNLESS YOU ARE ALONE ON A SATURDAY NIGHT INSIDE AN EMPTY DRUGSTORE READING THE INSTRUCTIONS A BOX OF STORE BRAND TEETH-WHITENING TOOTHPASTE

broadway-lafayette is a rotting field
at 3 o’clock in the morning. wheels
on cement are knee and knuckle blows
to my head. the weekends catalogue
library cards of drugstore prescriptions
prescribing foxy starlets poison. i would
eat poison if i could. i don’t think i could
be a ghost in whiteface floating above
the sidewalk like a miniature constellation
of small dwarf stars heating the globe
4.37 light years away where there is no
vodka, tomato juice, and celery, or plebs
testing the limits of mammalian mortality.

5 comments:

  1. good morning xtx. how do you feel today? i feel good. i think we're bad asses.

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  2. i like the photos you posted today but i am commenting here. i have two bulldogs and newcastle is my favorite drink. do you think one day you wont barf when you meet me?

    dj berndt is my favorite flavor of intact hymen

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  3. i will not barf but i might burp. don't worry tho. it's the newcastle talking.

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