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and I try to go out for tea and noodles

but they only taste like crystallized cobalt-4

and faithlessness

I feel my suit

all around me It wants I want Cold scrapcode

drifts like snow behind my eyes

I can’t understand

why no one sees the dinosaur bones

of my exo-self

dwarfing the raers

and their steamscalded cheeks

Maybe I go dancing

Maybe I light incense

Maybe I fuck, et fucked

Nothing is as big inside me