Me and the Hives and Benedict Wong stand in the Sam's Club gas station parking lot at Southpark Meadows looking at the Great Conjunction of 2020, and darkness falls.
Bobby Lee and Santo do a 3 way dick suck as the internet wires crackle harmlessly
Hypnotically
Loudly our screams cherish children and warmly our hearts overheat.
We melt likely homely candles forgotten
No one ever home anymore
No need to hope anymore
Drinking till blurrs became blurry
Memories forget themselves
All is a whirl
And it whirls
And is never still
And we are never us anymore
You and I are everything
So what is the same?
No needs
No nothing
At All.
" You Take You with You ...
You Are Always with You "
al Anon
Nar anon
" From the Bottom of My Happy Heart "
sleep with friends
eternal rest
don't try anymore
if i ever was
anyone
i was
They save us
i sing 'Em
it's okay
the end . . . .
Klaus is really good.
special
Rudy Jules
Julianna tito niece
bad friend
hugs you
says sorry
and i'm here to help
walks thru
faed to yellow
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