HOP, SKIP, AND
A FLIGHTY JUMP
I really want to. Go. Nowhere.
Never eat again. Never. Speak.
Either. I think I can probably
manage that. And then walk
my way to New Zealand : One
of those White Island volcano
places; bring a lawn chair and
just sit there, waiting for it to
blow. I. Really. Want. To. Go.
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