Tuesday, April 28, 2026
stonehenge through bus window
excruciating garbage but ecstatically the trash of time thick dense distance april gobbled dots fruit ghosts blink & it's 1982 then again it's 2026 & out the smudged coach window ancient stones arranged exactly the replica in texas such a frat boy joke everything is bigger in texas as the saying goes except for brains and cocks transmissions a plethora of transmissions slapped across blank yawn screen sent with skulled kisses from dearest daddy saturn promises plangent & plum dumb blood pudding colorless manuka honey thicker than kerrville and yeovil combined spooned onto wriggling pink tongue until yum like us is the only syllable
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