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  • here in this place my mind is awake.
    she is pacing all the fucking time.
    who knows.

    desperate, I lay there, a helpless victim to her.
    do you think you'll be okay when you go back to college?
    do you think they took it the wrong way when you left, without a word?
    do you think your metrocard expires tomorrow or has it already expired?
    do you think the socks you wanted are on sale?

    every little thing is uncovered, dissected.

    and then like a squirrel ferreting away acorns for the winter.
    these thoughts are stored and saved.

    you hungry? want one?

    I am obese with thoughts.
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