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March 13, 2013 / barton smock

radio silence

I am homeless and thinking in unison.  yours is also my, beast.  I talk into my hands because I believe they chatter without me.  cold, where they go, based on the books I’ve held.  our beast can sleep without touching its thoughts.

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  1. barton smock / Mar 28 2013 6:38 pm
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    thanks again to the hit-and-run gentlefuck whose one star ratings rock. your intellectual shortcut is the way to my heart.

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