food shirt

problems with internal planets; beside you not this but this and this (i know); lips have all this mouth on them. look what i made. is it okay? your snob is like a song; your cell sounds like yoga class. look what i ate. it's not okay.

skin digests splinter
body devours 2x4
memorandums hesi

tate to walk
inflamed and
a tiny fever
hay fever he
when woken

hard-pressed to overhead or survey immeasurable shifts; imperceptibly that thing to lean ahead (it'sokayit'sokay); lead with waiting, smells like rubber no burning no rubber no; imperceptibly the highway shifts until it shifts back again, like something not capable.

you should be recording everything you ate right now.

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