By the guppy
Date: 27 January 2001
falsetto
i think about slipshod recurrence
of daydreams and death valley highlights from lives i've never led, nor hope to lead. which spice do i want? it's probably found in the overpriced extract of an exotic hybrid habanero...offered for a limited time...and only found at locations not nearly near enough to me. not within stumbling distance. not within earshot. not within the optimist's view of possibility. not even within the pessimist's definition of the optimist's view of possibility. we all exaggerate. except me, just like everyone else. we never exaggerate.
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