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KISSING THE DOT Our new black & white more full of snow than pictures holding the rabbit's ears just so (“No...no...no...YES! ! ! ! ! ! !”) holding it aloft like 9 year old Statue of Liberty watching with fascination as I DREAM OF JEANIE emerges to our chorused 'ooooOOOOO! ' Even turning it off was a thrill the little white dot dwindling to an infinity the electric static tingling our lips as we kissed it goodbye . . .a pleasurable pain. Now, after the bus crash lost in staticky snow I turn the set on off onoff watch the little white dot die again and again place my lips against the fading screen the electric kiss of death.
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:18 PM UTC
KISSING THE DOT
KISSING THE DOT Our new black & white more full of snow than pictures holding the rabbit's ears just so (“No...no...no...YES! ! ! ! ! ! !”) holding it aloft like 9 year old Statue of Liberty watching with fascination as I DREAM OF JEANIE emerges to our chorused 'ooooOOOOO! ' Even turning it off was a thrill the little white dot dwindling to an infinity the electric static tingling our lips as we kissed it goodbye . . .a pleasurable pain. Now, after the bus crash lost in staticky snow I turn the set on off onoff watch the little white dot die again and again place my lips against the fading screen the electric kiss of death.
donall-dempsey
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Jun 3, 2026 at 4:18 PM UTC
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