skull prophecy at 10:45 (it is cold in november)

i have begun the rapid fire task, however sordid, of reading tropic of cancer ten times in row. i began this task last week. i rolling into time number four today. there is something there i haven't seen yet and i will find it surely int hese next few times. it should be pleasurable draining nominal remarkable worthless task to stumble my mind into trance state romance lust activation to drip dry fall out mechanism this is all the wasting away building new machines process that drags on drags on until all of our senses are raped and mutilated left gasping welting beaten drastic on the fron porch finding myself waiting on nothing building a -plastic universe laced with dynamite novacaine c4 napalm it all goes well this way wel love the dreary midnight hours safety in umbers saftely in lonliness it all grates away cheap mixer fried chicken gas mask transcendent rant give us all a new way to die it goes well it all falls perfectly into place jigsaw style like a madman with no tongue losing wasteful glances on our favorite color. it willl all be better when it rains and things are new and pleasurable. i love the sounds of you.

2002-10-24 | 10:38 p.m.
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