you are figures startlingly stiff for this day and age i see
childhood is as modern as you allow it to be ONCE UPON A CAN
OF TOMATO SOUP I FELT GOOD AND LIVED IN A FLOWER or
a dream of loose spit functions of systemized dreams and it's all
about exposure if we're competing here but WHAT DO I KNOW
about survival when myself is concentrated in the floorboards
of concrete WHAT CAN I know when it is cold out and the walls
are white with victory and i am sick, sick, sick to death i do believe
this is A VALID QUESTION hey DO YOU LISTEN or HEY do you just
SEE oh fuck the season and the air and this day and age when
you are figures and childhood is tomato soup and sick to death