Entry: live streaming at recto Oct 17, 2005




pwe!

it was all gone.

like spitting in recto after a puff of smoke.

do you remember how the world spun?

i thought i forgot until a dream came before the sun.

a dream of laughter + blue sofa = expensive fun.

from the morning heat, to the shade i have to shun.

we cannot afford to care anymore. you would not.

pwe! to spit the past, where have my manners gone.

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