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stimulant jitters again: another cigarette , why not coffee, why bother to eat if infinity exists i’m sure to get there quicker; if god is real i’m not going to meet him in my sleep. i promised you to not stop writing; now I can’t. this is the only high i’m used to, anymore. i have been introduced, finally, to the mirthless dementias of awakeness, and the men who strap them down, screaming, to stretchers, and to sleep, and they don’t wear white coats but axes, and the axis turns too quickly for biblical words to anymore impact us: the heels click, the sidewalk cracks minutely, the hungry daydreams die ----------------- [ i sleep. the heels click minutely ]
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 8:10 PM UTC
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stimulant jitters again: another cigarette , why not coffee, why bother to eat if infinity exists i’m sure to get there quicker; if god is real i’m not going to meet him in my sleep. i promised you to not stop writing; now I can’t. this is the only high i’m used to, anymore. i have been introduced, finally, to the mirthless dementias of awakeness, and the men who strap them down, screaming, to stretchers, and to sleep, and they don’t wear white coats but axes, and the axis turns too quickly for biblical words to anymore impact us: the heels click, the sidewalk cracks minutely, the hungry daydreams die ----------------- [ i sleep. the heels click minutely ]
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 8:10 PM UTC
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