lichen itch youinside my perforated jaw is the 5 minutes after i woke up & knew i would not be sleeping tonight with anyone so probably just looking for buying green carolina anoles living mature unsexed pack of 12 maybe more once i pulsate outward at the intersection of memorial boulevard & exchange street in harmonic frequency with the throbbings that recall some sense of urgency above a micrographic yet yawning gap where’s your sense of urgency? where’s your sense of urgency to palpate me with my own faggotry? displace some molecules dude? like if i take my serotonin dreams holistically & with the knowledge from the guy who lies in the bed across from mine that in my sleep i’m yelling a lot about nonsensicals nits & fleas my night-sweatings & likening it to being in the pores of a face of a sponge or becoming one. so where’s my brother-beau as i diffuse to fill the whole container for a search & admiration of the orange & blue lichens most especially electric in the backdrop & loving talking about the weather since i am it when i drink 8 8 ounces of water per day but it doesn’t count since mostly it just leaks down my triceps from my many millions of pinholes & i blame the hormones? not to mention secretly i have no face so don’t tell anyone i’m faceless since it’s a secret what a babe & really cute to collapse in on myself in these tooth-biting temperatures & press my holes into the folds of reality be likening every surface to a scratch or dried ooze in a crust on my tongue in your tongue |
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