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Cheap Pain(t)

Disgustingly doe-eyed, i spin thread after thread, silky, supple, in swathes, begging to be stroked, s(m)oothed and woven.. if the threads end up tangled and  knotted, in clumps, warted, it’s your unstroke, absent and ignorant. Carefully coquettish, i coax words … Continue reading

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