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trusted
i trusted you! she said. tears were flowing from her purple eyes, leaking into her cheeks, like cosmic rivers of pain. what happened. why things changed. she looked to the moon in hopes of a word, a clue - nothing but the light, reflection of the ever joyful sun.
executive
i am never an executive to your company, it stinks. the only person i want to execute with is myself sometimes some hot guy, let's execute uhm yesh. the executive with their suits and ties, with their sexy skirts and high heels... ok maybe.
science
science in space, we are all walking on the fluffy clouds of science and fantasy. what do you believe? one day they'll see god under the microscope, it'll say HIIII i was there all this time, hiding between the two atoms of hydrogen.
killed
it killed you, the silence, the sentence that came after she left. she was standing there in the rain, took the first train home. where will she ever be, when will you see her again. you cried. you still cry... in the rain. the pain is like rivers under your shoes.
duck
duck! look out! there are plasma ducks coming out of your tv and they are coming for you... eat all your veggies or they'll eat you at night, those ducks from outer space are hungry for human flesh and they'll make just one bite out of your brain.
cowboy
there is a cowboy running over the hills, he comes on like a dream and catches stars with his lasso. his horse is on fire, he is dancing a crazy dance like rainbows coming out of the sun. there is sand in my eyes. maybe this isn't real, maybe this is a dream, i am so thirsty.
ivy
ivy is poisonnous when it climbs all over you and makes you numb from the pressure it exerts, from the magnetism spiraling over your body. you become blue like water, like you've just drowned and are about to die. and then you forget why you were even here in the first place.
materials
i am on my way, working with the materials already. they are purple and blue and black and green, all the colors that i want my life to be. out of those materials i cut little holes, i make lace, i make the shapes i want, and maybe they'll shape my reality.
average
this is an average moment for the masses. nothing special is happening at this very second, this very minute. a number of people are sleeping, some people are watching the stars, there is a shooting star somewhere in a dreamer's eye. nothing special. nothing to report. nothing to make the sirens scream.
lousy
lousy speakers in a lousy public space. what a lousy idea... now i have tickets to pay, my car was parked in a lousy space... what a lousy day! i feel like a lousy looser that went the wrong way in an alley, someone forgot to raise me, now please let me fly away.
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