Monday, March 15, 2010

on your machine i slur a plea for you to come home

It's late, and I'm in a strange mood.

Maybe if I would've made different choices, I wouldn't be lying in this bed right now. In the word bed, I mean physical and metaphorical. Like, I literally made my bed, and now I'm lying in it, also, I figuratively made my bed, and I'm lying in it also.
I digress.

By existing I am changing the world.

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