not sure. (Remove filter)
syrup
i am a small pink cube
moving slowly amongst
green and blue triangles
CUT ME
OPEN AND COUNT MY
RINGS
i am a
collection of neuroses
count them with me
one two three
to be heard
is to
embolden
and sometimes
CAPITALISE
unless
you have
been heard
already
(i find your teeth
at the bottom of
each bottle)
...
Friday 16th October 2015 2:11 pm
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