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By chris Date: 2006 Jan 21 Comment on this Work [[2006.01.21.12.59.11755]] |
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18 degrees this morning too cold for standing out on the patio in my boxers and smoking a cheap cigarette but i did anyway ay chingao! what part of the country is this anyhow? but wow you woke me up with a sublime wet straight from the amazon as wild as mountains that shadow jungles where water drips from broad leaves like tears in cloud forests overlooking deserts where it hasn't rained in a thousand years a damp like tidepools left behind on beaches where wild horses run and red suns sink melting like plastic in a dali painting and slowly so slowly crash into oceans speckled with atolls that no longer exist (and from the air everything shimmers like glass) |