Sunday, February 7, 2010

Drone

I'm sick of life.
I'm sick of death.
And all of the greasy, sticky peanut butter in-between.
Over-loaded senses and warped perceptions.
And stories.
Stories.
Mutated, meandering things.
This TV's on the blink and I'm not fixin' it.
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