(?:H:20:23:00|16.10.08:Y:?] ©c.thomas.carter
amber earrings on the
floor... shards of
glass on the table...
clouds of dust
breathing in from
sandblasting the
mirrors a message was
left there and
forgotten... just like
everything else...
pieces of pictures
hidden here and
there... the noses and
eyes have been burned
off... i am become
void-minded... sucking
everything in and
emitting nothing in
return... the perfect
vacuum cleaner... give
me a bag of Cheetos.
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