a driveway, I head toward the light. Hes trying to get me lost, get me turned around so he can conk me on the head. Did you need something? When Larry shut up I nodded. Dark House, green Eyed Boy, the Naughty Ones, comments and fully utomotic machine feedback are both welcome and appreciated. I held the shoe for a long time. We claw at each other, two bodies merging under white sheets. I woke up in my clothes, long sleeves still buttoned tight around my wrists. All at once I see my life with this girl, laughing in this kitchen, long strolls through the trees together, holding hands and kissing at the waters edge Its a lifetime in of one feminine touch.
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Then I bit into the cookie. My ex, she says. He looks down. Poor people only rented. A man stands in front of me and his presence startles. Whoa, what happened to you? The smell of trees and black earth, of water in the air and wild things with matted fur and sharp teeth. American stoner doom metal band and Lovecraft devotees Sleep included a song of the same title on their classic 1992 album Sleep's Holy Mountain. Terrified beyond measure, the narrator picks up a gun and shoots it at the machine, destroying. After a long silence he said, Okay. I pass my red Mustang, the Letter Made of Scarlett still sitting on the shoulder, emanating that thick, burnt oil smell. By then Id hated the constant grime on him.
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