respiration

2005-06-18 1:28 a.m.

i'm a whimper with my ears pulled, listening for the sea.

escape, by any means necessary, find your part and piece, a center of gravity to plot on, with all your higher qualities

there's what we've given to give us our distinction, so give up your hands, give up your knees, and i will

be sure

to repay you very kindly, with self effacing greed.

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