After

in love with linoleum pressing into the side of my face the familiarity lapsing reminders to sleep eat to give into ritualistic habits of living exchanged the need desire with the pulsing sensations of a beating heart drying salivary glands is this existence once your brain cells have all lined up two decades in the never ending string pulling through your throat repeating the same anxious anecdotes of no one could possibly relate to this narrowing pit that we're not going to make it out of this alive no one ever has

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