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    September 19th, 2024

    I’ve come uncomfortable to slightly validated
    When my loves
    Suggest
    Or otherwise state in regularity
    Like 7 uttered I’ll hear it
    And it’s like on the hour 3x an hour.
    Even when I’m sleeping and my ears prine and I huff
    And take a little breath in the pillows.

    I started leaving the tv on for them.
    Friends over too
    And it’s weird
    That
    Besides growing up together
    It was really the marine stuff that led to that
    A dismal weary thought.
    And people have this odd suggestion
    That being the only female here entails
    Being the tail that everyone has eyes to sear for.
    Hm.
    “My polyamorous friennddddd…” 🎶 🎶 🎶
    Unconvincing in the tale of 3
    Cores and bores and chores.
    Cranberries.
    The whole tree, leaf, and ash [ile after it’s been burnt down.
    And I’m the ash.
    Wither untoame.
    And somehow the gaelic rhythms and not saying anything about knowing about
    Druidism.
    Celtic culture.
    Gaelic is pretty similar to italians and Latin.
    And then yourealize aramaic is the base.
    Vaticanaeyzachas know Aramaic because we speak Latin. Ya gotta know both.
    One Caz.
    Casual. For Casual speak.
    And the other business authenticated, not oranges.
    Hard to figure out.
    Codex of Conversational Business Queries.
    And somehow people wonder why in school
    The same black-haired and swift curls or combed out absolute height-shrub of hair
    “Sounds like they have multiple personalities.”
    I didn’t tell it to you that way because you wouldn’t get it.
    “You do know it’s impossible for a man not to fallin love with you.”

    Ah.
    That one.
    That one we avoid..
    For all the years I spent loveless and confused in right or wrong
    And preaching
    Grey space.
    Grey Matter.
    Greyionic combustion of my fucking migraine over
    Worrying about you and all those we met along the way.
    Station enoin Stacionje
    What the hell could be worse?
    And opposing wars and branches of that tree.
    Community indifferentiated by simple
    who – are – you – sleeping -with ?

    And man in black with black haut jet, no chet.
    You still find a way to scare me.
    And the gloatin’ golden crusader terrifies me in hushed tones.
    And contractor jumpsuits give me excitement.
    Digital chickens.
    And prepped meals.
    I can tell you’re mad with me when you leave out the complementary beans and rice and throw the fucking silverwar.
    No napkins, sigh.
    Personal indictment.
    3 weeks to 3 months between 67 napkins.
    One for each year ya born.
    It’s tenchi not supper.
    Whoops goes the secret Korean and now I can like talk about it
    And you wonder why i’m cool broh.
    But incredibly shy and repulsive.
    I’ve never met a korean listen to k-pop but will listen to j-rap and Rammstein.

    Pop my ears, Season 7.
    And all your memories.
    Deflate me.
    As much as I’m strung out on
    Filling
    In
    The
    Minutiea.
    And you’re laying here with me, never talking.
    Telepathy Twins en Monuments to Silence.
    What a grasp.
    And the hushed breath the deaf adopted child only ever heard
    Were my first iloveyous
    And in that,
    I suppose I’ve forgiven a lot.
    Wooden adirondack, I bought it finally because I thought I deserved it making Lieutenant.
    Blue was so
    Many
    Years ago.
    And I never talk about that.
    I came form the other-et
    Need to know basis.
    And the whole fucking family is here.
    Jump ship another state with us.
    And it whittles down in 13 year.

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    Alt. Title” :::
    Bacon, Egg, + Cheese w/ Country Gravy [‘”burner never turns off – this is important. How else will we have heat for the winter?!?Z/?!?] Cereal Bowl Style. (ya gotta break up the biscuit and dunk dem shitz in there.)

    Rowdydowdy Left + Rightme. ; Dunk Dem Shitz inThere.

    Need WoodGlue for the BirdHouse I’m Building.

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