Thursday, November 16

Sometimes I'm afraid of dying not for the sake of the people I do know as for the people I could have



An igloo with a smoke stack

A pinetree askew in the wind

An empty, spinning turtle shell.

Beneath the iris of a cartoon eye

A man no bigger than a saltshaker, scaling the side of a phonebook

An Illustrated book on genetically modified attack butterflies..

The fangs of a snake, one longer than the other.



photo of...

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'This isn't home Javex, this is park Javex'.

I can't believe that rhinoplasty doesn't actually turn you into a rhino, though with the money you pay, it really should.

IOIO

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THE MAN WHO DROPPED THE RESUME

THE GIRL WHO I'D MADE THE ART FOR

The schools I could have gone to.

My

regrets.

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I can feel an

enormous

etradion.

Dont you

huxtable.

An opera?

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