crumbs scattered on a floor and cucumbers cut in the fashion of radishes plated on napkins folded like artichokes next to platters of roasted whole peppers stuffed with crushed olives
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"all day at work i kept singing to the grill and the toast maker and the sauce pans explaining how i wanted their flowers like babies want gods love or maybe assurance tomorrow will come."
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The word is Rubenesque. But appealing alliteration just the same.
So release huh? Feel trapped much?
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hahaha
i eat babies
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