things seem to move medium-slow in real life
eggshells, seashells, glass, and fishhooks are not fun to step on
when did i 'lose my shit'
fast-moving things seem four-to-eight times faster than reality
what was the writing process for 'through the looking glass and what alice found there'
what was the appeal for that
feeling objectively nauseous
unsure if 'fucking my hand' is an option or not an option right now
unsure what kind of movement is happening
moving towards west africa while west africa moves towards india, i think
all of my ancestors lost their virginity
going to edit this poem, i think
edited this poem 'extensively' over the course of eleven hours
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