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by joshua-lederman

Today –- I think I’ll go play in traffic like I used to when I was a kid ...just for old time’s sake. I wonder without my wide eyes bushy tail and dimples will the headlights even bother to swerve this time? the underside of a fucking prius being the last thing I’ll ever see at least it gets better mileage than I ever did my guts spilled out across boiling asphalt they belong there they were wasted inside me someone should waste me too
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