One and a Half Six Pents Minus my Two Cents

“To make pies so that birds may be alive in them-

Drinking windex and lighting house plants on fire. Share body with strangers, and housecats, and fireplaces. Slackinglining but worse. The creepers are crawling; it’s spiders with dishes in the sink.

Not sharpening to the works of eat, drink, and fuck when reuptake inhibitors aren’t busy. Running break pads and first class mail. I am metal on metal and I am on fire; I need to be changed and your insurance isn’t going to like it. But your mechanic might.

I am a penny stock. You’re going to have to take away. You’re going to have to take awayyou’regoingtohavetotakeaway

Pry. Rye. Hold the smile.

-and die.”

 

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