words from the comments

the words were in boxes
left out in the rain and the box disintegrates and
the words wash down the street
only to be swallowed by a dog
who will eventually
talk in my voice & like dirty water you
life will he flushed down the drain

slipped down pipes

I don’t believe in god
but I believe in the Beatles she said

something short and dirty late at night amongst neon
flickering lights

street lights like a scene from Tom Waits mind

humans fall out of humans and planes fall out of the sky

online auction for a five pronged fork is hotting up

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