13 August 2007

tumble.rumble.bumble.

tumble.
tumble.
tumble.

bumpity bump.

ouch.
ouch.
ouch.

did i land on my head or my butt?
split my skull open i think.

bumble.
bumble.
bumble.

it's just a crack.
life goes on.

thought:
people prostitute their bodies for money.
i prostitute my soul.
for what reason, i wonder.

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