Untitled 81

look at that, ales and you, and we have nothing to say

and we act like, oh we, yeah, it's all fine

and pointless conversation

and hi

and how are you

and

we have nothing to say

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this bar receipt had a poem on the back, and it fell behind my bed and i just found it.
7/20/06.

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