L. sad to say that summer. I say summer is sad. is long and sad. like me in bed or stretched on the sand. waiting for a storm. decides that a seagull landed on my remains. my heart stop sweating hairy. carefully buried in the sea and not tender. be my absolution on a towel. pray: this is the summer, this is my body. Amen.
[a Calippus through a larynx. opens the meat. and the chosen flavor goes.]
L. Summer is sad. for me, everything is sad less sadness. least that secret beach that appears in the bathing suit pocket. Once everything is dry.
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