postage and wastage

dry, caustic eyes like soda. fatigue overbears the bearer, even when the burden is his choice. there is much of interest circulating in the night, much to be conversed about. if only someone were here.

a list, inspired by someone who lives on a continent:

  • distant connection that makes heart flutter.
  • paying my way.
  • vocational antidotes in the form of the form.
  • intellect vs anger/sobriety vs passion.
  • the need to release meaning from life and let it fall like sandbags.
  • sixties lampshades.
  • exploded diagrams; i want to draw them for myself, of myself.
  • clacketty-clacketty-clack keyboard! wake the whole street won’t you?

what day is it tomorrow?

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