blather
momentary_recognition
birdmad ebb and flow of the usual sounds

murmuring freeway
distant motorcrash
cat_purring

and the tap drips
(drip-drip-drip-drip)

in and out of sleep

passport to the dreamworld held up at the gates until i feel like a lesser incarnation of Bill Lee or a far removed bastard heir

at these speeds and in these remote corners, what the frog had to say is irrelevant, the rainbows don't connect, except to high voltage lines and they line the perimiters like razorwire

the sight of a wrecked car with a "God is my Co-Pilot" sticker plastered to the bumper is a telling thing
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