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19.7.05
THIS BIG.
today i watched five or six ducks all leaning into a rotating water sprinkler swaying slightly as they watched the water come back around.
i was going to say "i would like a mint humbug" but then i realised i have some in my house and actually fulfilment of small pleasures is not what interests me in the way i would write it to you. and also i sort of only wanted to write about ducks but i couldnt.
(i realised recently that went a person says "you" and maybe you know it is not you, the thing you are reading suddenly becomes the most personal thing in the world and it is almost as if you can't read it)
PLEASE NOTE I AM GETTING IN THE SHOWER SO IF I AM NOT THERE PLEASE BE PATIENT OH CHRIST LOOKS AT THE CLOCK WHERE ARE THE DAYS GOING.
PLEASE BEAR THIS IN MIND.
the last word i heard was bucket and i really want to get off here before i hear anything else you know sometimes when you set yourself those ultimatums one day ill show you its in tankgirl too okay okay
it was just said with such appetising conviction my mouth was swollen with its vitriolic juices and my lips feel like leather sofas.
whispered by killa b at 8:59 PM |
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