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and often nights? i - i’ll have no trouble it’s the screens that do me in. the fallen angel the lithesome, spent glow of do-overs it just does me in. i am too possessed by mercurial vapor a dead self at 2 and 3 and 4am egging on, asking “keep looking? it’s somewhere in the archives. it has to be.” i promised, i promised i wouldn’t, i promised or I’d spend months years, decades of life living in the guesswork the in-betweens lying in the pathways between the thought and the reflex. i could scroll a whole lifetime away in wanting. it’s the screens that do me in.
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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and often nights? i - i’ll have no trouble it’s the screens that do me in. the fallen angel the lithesome, spent glow of do-overs it just does me in. i am too possessed by mercurial vapor a dead self at 2 and 3 and 4am egging on, asking “keep looking? it’s somewhere in the archives. it has to be.” i promised, i promised i wouldn’t, i promised or I’d spend months years, decades of life living in the guesswork the in-betweens lying in the pathways between the thought and the reflex. i could scroll a whole lifetime away in wanting. it’s the screens that do me in.
molly-jenkins
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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