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#cummingese
top-o-themarnintoyee bowts&bo; wts&bow; ts&bowt; s&bowts; -dot. th’orizon like- (c S C o A n f T T e E t R R t E i) D. -o’er te blew th’salty err shmellshlike. home.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
Salt Air
our bodies fit( your breathing lockingin2-1 .breathhhonmy another so neck draws ( to p. r. e. c. ME IN you ) ouT. i. s. e. l. y. Time. is /running it’s -HARD- out/ everysinglu to-take-them larbreathhh cou a p a ntsd 10 r t o 9 8 ) …buti w TicK. ca 7 n nts 6 5 ta 4 y, 3 s o r 2 To r cK. 1 y/
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:58 PM UTC
Countdown
With their necks and hair and noses fancy chairs hams hips, laughs. Voices sque- a sudden movement rushing, racing sand smashing crashing peppering the audience -aghast shocking, tragedy. It was so pretty too. With their necks and hair and noses fancy chairs hams hips, less laughter Voices still squeaking They walk out doors and into cars and back into reality.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
It's That Time Of The Year Already
debauchery! tasting of salt (& bruised-flesh) the warMTH of (,hiding, in) your MouTH. through (i’m) the tonic-s(hit)-stained-s.cum-hole of a hotelroom. youheldme .and it was ok
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
debauchery!