Monday, September 19, 2011

17. finire aeternus eternus

gut pain like death pulling down falling thank god for empty bar nothing going fuck this early leaving

walk it off cab home find the bed before dawn breaking sleep inching relief blessed coming

wake up to doorbell ringing strangers spanish speaking no lights fixing oh but now strangely working

tomorrow set a dread hanging lingering pregnant with and hoping best decent anything something

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