zine 6 front cover

in and out of time in and out of space. nothing really fits, can see it on yr face.

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times up

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patterns outside my discipline. cock thee hammer shoot my foot, not myeyeeyeye//?

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autobiographical bullsh…things i live by, molds i fit into. uncomfortable slipping. keep rowing.

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i cant get over it, but as we go up we go down, so maybe im ahead, or behind. sit and stare, but no thinking.

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cloudy eyed i cannt get up. dreamy i cant get enough.

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did i think it in a dream? did i think it in a blackout? how did it get inside my head? now it never goes away.
it drives me. it bleeds me.

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people they worry about me but i see the bag i want some more, look at my life, i wanna go.

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i dwaont frget but thats alright

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remember, the pages with italics are one continuous dream…but the dreams too long

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silenns os goldy. poor money.

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in time daily timely moments for no one.

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and so i walk, up to, yr window…and all the things, you thought, you sooon will know

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sunday morning creeping like a nun…see how they run

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i stick a knife in my head...thinkin bout your eyes

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cmon cmon cmon cmon cmon cmon cmon

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what is the answer to a teenage prayer?
frankly speaking, i dont care i dont care

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ill never feel more like a hippie than running around (mouth shut) in a minor hardcore locust swarm threat

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more than ever now time seems questionable haha