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crawling backwards through a pipe having not
enough diameter to fit three bodies of average putrid anorexia, while
clutching far too tightly a rotting fried turkey leg melting into a
pool of oblivious darkness.
sitting lightly in a tepid field of fluffy grasses, pondering
the immensity of a gnat jumping haphazardly between the mounds of dust
swirling up into the breeze.
flashing instantly from one intriguing mundane scene into the
next display of unsatisfactory bludgeoning consequent to the modern
desire for a quick fix resolving a rare chance for mental relaxation.
searching intently for a meaning beneath a rock which has been
thrown around by every person with a bit of desire for anything greater
than nothing and finding part of the answer lies in not needing to
search for something.
stepping out of a dream which so tightly held the fascination
of a certain percentage of children under the age of 6 and newborn
kittens around the world into the brilliant sun which warms the
concrete feeling so warm and relaxing on a cool spring afternoon.
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