Notebook scraps

blanket of love
skin! she says I
OH SOM (bra)
Amoeba am, oh sombra
cherry

OH SOMB
Ra
Wednesday bot
I have no need for
red cellular
NO SUS
TO!

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secks!
ual pockets
bananular phone
vertical

And I drew several arms being injected with syringes, ones to the measured brim with liquid sleep.
You made a copy of a requiem I'm supposed to watch.
And you'll fill me up, babe, I can't wait, my shoes want to come off. Did you know
The journal doesn't lie?

How soon -
will I strike lines,
this sensual utensil.

Write down all the
All the things I should remember, all the information in the world, keep it tied
with scented gauze so that I can inhale memories.

Perfectly round
oil drop o's
curly ends
Handwriting that resembles the likes of:
"Burn the Maps"



Do you really see a reason for me to stop?