i want to recline in your conversation.
brown paper bags with our names on them
skid marks and revisionist diarists
God and religion and poetry
trips and plans and needs and art
and when can i hand you
concord and discord
harmony and dissonace
resolve.
titles and lack there of
easter eggs and starvation
schindler's list and burger king
and people... all of these people
hunger and dumb brothers
paradigm shifts and coca cola
escalation and my platitudinous epiphanies
laziness and showers.
bootleg and motivational.
i want to recline in our conversation.


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