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a day in the life

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There is nothing left to say between our minds. We know no words. There is no mystery in physical attraction. We know no odor. There is nothing left to defy as far as acceptance. All is love. Us conversing is nothing more than a naive hunger for something that will never spark between the gray matter that we’ve already shared. The complexity of love and acceptance goes far beyond anything my mouth could mutter. Human Emotion. Bed Bugs. And yet there is this profound simple beauty evoked when two people create a home in shared thoughts and sheets. Comfort sets in and the realization that the sheets need changing never sits well. Someone walks away with an understanding of what is needed, and someone walks away with all that they’ve lost. Excuse my cynical romantic rant, but closure makes me crazy.

"Two-headed boy, she is all you could need.
She will feed you tomatoes and radio wires,
And retire to sheets safe and clean,
But don’t hate her when she gets up to leave."

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Black Swan

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who are you.white wave.white stains.weed cave.weed saves.who are you?