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Jun 2017
the reflexive?
   subconscious...
   you automaton
a response...
  
consciousness?
in terms of the reflective -
a reflection?

    either the mirror
of the unconscious,
still confusing
  giving the melodrama
of dreams,
   which never make any
sense anyway
(given all
     the empirical
datum ports
      are switched off);

makes more sense
feeding my neighbour's
dog
       cold frankfurters,

prior to barking with her:
i.e. we're on the same level?
for sure *****,
    let me just finish
this cigarette,
   and by god, i'll feed you
the frankfurters
   and place a bowl of clean
water in the garden for
you to slurp up;

and then you'll whimp out
imitating a woman
having an ******,
  and i'll start whistling.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
110
   mickey finn
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