st. dzerzhinsky or the peculiar methods of falling asleep

taking too long. way, waaay too long.

Friday, June 17, 2016

only so much volume



said:

"how are you"
 ?

there.

again.

a long, rusted, thoroughly 
barbed
feeling.

tied into it
i can do little,
but shit myself.
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