It’s STILL raining here. hard.

drown it out with ladypower.


toke a take. Half an hour.

DO YOU SHARE MY SAME POINT OF VIEW?

No more.
nomore eighties tunes.
high pitched beats in my skull. Spandex, hairspray.
WHY do they do that?

toke a take. T
his tastes like cum.

I NEVER.  I never planned for this.

Caffeine shots, radial waves.
I lost
My self CRAWLing under floorboards.

Lost my shoes. shi[r]t. servitude.
UPABOVESIDEDOWN that special layer between a house and permafrost.

Only you wouldn’t understand it in the centre of the universe.
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
My birthplace was demolished and now there is a old-folk home in its place.
Feels a lot like the centre of the universe.

Shamans singing death threats in
language i thought i understood.

The stars are still falling into the river – I know now that its a lie.
Lights touched yesterday – I was at home wallowing in misery.

Believe me when I say I am happy. This is happiness.
WHILE I’M STILL outSIDE OF YOU.

cry FUCKIN cry. FUCK him.

Whell  its al up ti onterpretation.

Shamans! Where is me?
Your name sounds like mine.
am i you?

youronlytwentyandyouthinkyouknowtheworldwellletmetellyousister
ITSYOUWHOMAKESMESICK.

toke a take. more cum weed.
this time it didn’t taste so bad.
sometimes my throat gently chokes itself   I don’t mind.

its all part of toking a take and drowning out 80s with a SPANKING MACHINE.

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