novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- always breaking everything that you could keep inside (take the third elka test throwing the marked-up catalogues away coughing on the telephone pulling bubbles onto my lap and pressing my face into his back and talking just to feel the hot air reverberate on the warm fur ignoring bills reading short stories in stops and starts making mental lists of things i will not take with me when i move across the city searching for lost telephone numbers and coughing all fit for a thursday night, a slow one with nothing terribly important on the calendar 6:25 pm - 02.07.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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