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1d
rainfall tangoes on my tongue
it tastes like metal tonight my
bullet teeth could say anything

two purple books sit tails between
their legs on my coffee table ran
-som notes to my temporal cortex

low speakerbuzz like a 1979 sci-fi film
i cast my mind like fishhooks;thewires
a two-stop tramline everything will be

ok?
think im gonna try and do exercises where i just write out what comes to my head without hesitation or editing + embrace random abstract thought?
matthew ronan
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matthew ronan  25/M/UK
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