to stink. then to think.

slightly cracked and a little limp-like from being sapped
i get over tears...and all those things they come with.
moan to the full moon in a desert
cry to the sharp onion knife as it slices by and by
chili, ginger, garlic
time, mine, her
what, i, said
what, you, did
how, could, we
be, so, silly

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