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Friday, 25 January 2013
DELICIOUS
theres a delicious moment that you cant properly taste or keep
it happens on waking it happens before you know youre awake nothing is anything and its comfy and its warm youre an empty animal of sensation no bullshit no brain engaged it doesnt last then everything comes up off the floor and from under things and from behind things in a physical whoosh and flood of bad heat youre life is stamped on your space in thick ink and it takes sound hold and thats it for the day
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