December 21, 2010 (The long-awaited final chapter in the 'on the ferry' trilogy of 2010)
This is a fucking $3 pen. hey?
I delight in de-lighting the room so I can see you in the dark. I see you in the dark of my mind - you are beautiful , but a figment only. Only see, not a touch. Not a single touch for either of us. The fake you and the fake me, but at least we are happy.
No sharing allowed. unless you feel like sharing; then I will listen with intent to conquer.
Not not not. a lot. caught there.
I broke up with myself in poem once. I'd had it and lost it.
SHOWER OF BASTARDS
Play nicely :( otherwise it's not fair to your teenage mother. ey-oooo
The lights of civilization are nearing, nearing the mental clearing. You better love the christmas present I bought you or I'll keep it for myself. my selfish selfdom.
I want my mummy.
taxi-cab tribulations come a-trip tripping me totally. info-matron I will not divulge.
Hipsters, go back to Vancouver. We're on Island Time whether we like it ar not.
I have no one to call, so I call to order this corroboration.
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