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stoned and at sea

i’m┬ábeginning┬ámy descent into darkness, sinking into turbulent waters, i’m no longer struggling to avoid the bleakness.   abob a whit before drunkenness descends, a one-way trip to deep craters i’m beginning my descent into darkness.   as the last waves … Continue reading

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When i go fishing

I swim with the tide, filling my gills with air fresh, every now and then, trying a new stroke to suit my ever-twitching tail and fickle taste, agile and youthful. this is my tale, so read on only if you’re … Continue reading

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