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[choux]

he's walking like a harp down the hallways whispering into the carpets his little songs in pentatonic dream ideas as meanwhile somewhere a tile is cracking against his brothers dirtily shaken/shaven until septically superharmless ; i can hear his shoeless soliloquies reverberate within him as the occasional bursts of chemical light alternatively

Comments

[gpirate]

i love your entries conor.

[threw_a_spark]

You know, I just noticed that we are friends, and I dig that like anything.