Monday, May 18, 2009

buzzing in the hollows, the morning light stings his skin and he gives a sickening delirium tremor moan he lay there shivering on the hardwood floor, awake but with eyes closed i am watching him from the couch sucking at a pall mall and a holding a tape recorder

this is a straight narrative

this is fucking hell

awake.

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