Sunday, November 1, 2015

7380. ALL MY METAPHYSICAL FRIENDS

ALL MY 
METAPHYSICAL 
FRIENDS
It's noon again, in the alterior chambers, where they
send around the food cart with the juices. My friends
are here  -  their mouths are all taped up. With masking
tape, though if the guards here knew anything about
anything at all, that would be mystic tape for sure.

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