I pull myself across schedules and thin dawns. Yesterday, before five, was a beep beep roaming in my window. I counted the pulse. Three on five off three on five off. Logically, I thought: aliens.Words I despise: acceptance; bitch; cunt; despise; feud; garolous; hindsight; insipid; jovial; kindered; lock-out; meager; no; perhaps; quaint; stranded; thin; ungent; vain; waistrel; xenophobic; yell; zealous.
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