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| stork daddy |
the drunk loves everything, he can't help it, the edges in his world are blurred. he thinks of what is offered, without remembering to think what he has to offer in return. he touches your cresting shoulders with the same awe he has when fingering the mahogany bar. if there is a warm body in front of him, an approximation of love, in between dreams and visions, he will feel love. the poison will have worked. he will be soft, unprepared for the return of the differences he thought he had conquered to sameness, which now loom behind a headache, which now press him into sun. |
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| "The" Man | Have another! | 070710 |