#gjfb

You're your your of you be standing -

hands reach everything you've seen ago -

to the cell phone to the middle of your 1000-piece body -

feels the rug -

Puzzle!

Start back rip it up 

frantically moved bird slinks exposing the pristine vacuumed rug underneath your groundhog

white, runny shit drips off onto the flooring you'd moved in. 

"Press your face and ear to the window, you've been a shadow your entire life. 

You've not quite lifted the the the rug.

But but you run never actually sitting but swept around around to the ground

The rug, the rug needs to be thrown. 

Realize it's too ripe downstairs. 

You're not quite moved 

Past this emotion - you've the spot;

Set out on this counter your face may be charged tree edge

Sitting on and onto you a bird planted this rug, feeling the avocado water and rolls to one side

Glance at the rug, realize tomorrow is suicide, the room you think that living in and for 8 years

Never seen your splash"

Standing sure, turns back. Bathroom counter. Needs too. Finally.

In! In! A-a! The...the...that! That! Had that land!

This parquet parquet floor hoping you remember 

But like termites,

How if cast out it's condition be ripe viable the branch 

Hoping baptism and laundry and folding, may be then the needs sure switched off sure too

Whisper away to to at demons on the television will look

Since to your you a you is around but it's the loneliness had but the option

The suicide! The splash! Realize the begonias, the calendar, a day and a mopped room takes you a past you its you out.

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