echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger

Look, look! I can write inane bullshit too!	and my heart sings of cupboards opening by rainbow seashore but	My penis shall not suffer as a result of this horrible poetry!	I was raised on red pepper and blood I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
Is this poetry or crap?	4 out of 5 Great Old Ones approve	Please tell me everything, this means you, I am hungry and also	Fillip
I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake	Ignorant, stupid, insane, or just plain evil	Old Speckled Hen	So charmingly heathen, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsicle
You meant for this node to be read by me, and I would like to respond	Is it social anxiety or just laziness?	I am in you	Surfeit
No human, just Porsche	Are we listening, or are we just being silent?	I am clothed when other people go almost naked through the frozen cities in winter	Long after bedtime I will wake up and sit crosslegged watching you. It is your fault for having your face.
Also, when I am angry, my eyes flash fire, whether I growl or not.	I would like to sit in a coffee shop with a notebook, two pens, a carton of cigarettes, and you	Prose or Poetry?	I felt a need for some excitement tonight, so I drove up and down random streets yelling "I am one with the flying cows!" at regular intervals

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