this music is a side effect of the air blowing
in and out of me
i am a hollow
cave, i am redundant, i am an empty abscess
these words have been borrowed and must be returned shortly
the fee for failing to do so is substantial
don't say another
word
standing in the lamp-section
in walmart ultimately deciding not to
how can anyone really
live with themselves?
we might have to kill you
whispers the cartoon cat
we might have to turn you into us
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