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LITTLE THINGS

 

motion sickness with nano physics

you covered yourself with mud, ya

flapping fast back thru the sheets,

the winds like alien howling at me,

paralyzed on that nightmare bed..


Author's Notes/Comments: 

brooding on a lucid coffin, obedient fun friends of my viscera dont recommend the food I'm choosing still

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