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laughter in the world
shushes
steam
i spin my wheels of hate to the hate station
rtd / mk ultra victim
i held the greasy forehead of a seizing junkie
noon supper / fad diet
the cashier asks if i need a bag for that as he scans the vodka pint
wcw / the local indoor range
i have fucked
the plum
into a pulp
art history
michelangelo sometimes felt self conscious while carving or drawing dicks
10 poems found in internet comment sections
at the kennedy space center
you can touch a piece of the moon the apollo astronauts brought back