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tragic but majestic fingers manipulate cigarettes in my presence & i can only imagine what other depressants or stimulants have suffered the transaction from hand to mouth in the infinite spans that fill a horizon beyond our slight intersection strangers serenaded to & fro with litany of trumpets sure we can all say what we mean but we cannot speak competently with all these sparkly ripples floating inbetween our fluttering eye lids which suffer to carefully avoid revealing their charges to each other what a relief under tunnels that used to be red light districts we will prostitute ourselves some time in the near but indeterminable future (who would be the pimp we all walk too fast to fake a limp) our skin stained with gallons of spilled coffee another trip to apartments mysteriously unoccupied hugging shadow of green capital dome wilting in muggy heat of intolerable afternoon cheers nice...blah blah...you too meeting maybe again but more likely never see your pixel by pixel ghost around but of course i\'ll keep all the secrets you never told me hushed quiet in my imaginary glove box (& the saddest part is i don\'t remember you like i should as little as 24 hours later your remains are so paralyzing are i can\'t even roll over when i try to break apart my insomniac marathon)