i didn't brush my teeth last night.
i woke up with last night's bad taste
still sitting
a small toad,
on my tongue.
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i left your computer on this morning.
i hope that is ok
because
i left in such a hurry.
---
today, i did nothing.
but i breathe and blink
in time
with something i don't understand,
or see.
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fuck you.
i can't stand it:
how nothing much
fits.
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