Cruising
I would like to go on a cruise with myself and forget all the zombies struggling to suck up all my juice and eat all the grapes surrounding my voice yes why not. Here’s a thing, here’s how you can get at your blood, you can cite poetry and shout in the dark like a dead spirit without leaves without cranes and bones. Whatever you do is like a blow in a spontaneous ring of fire. Everything raises to the absolute colour of your skin, everything becomes mixed with yellow and green and oranges. No reason to lie, no reason to read your wrists.
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