Saturday again. Smoking again. Writing again. Bathroom, filthy, still. Interpol, next room, rocking. Closed doors, Room as resonating chamber, Perfect environment.
Smoky sky outside Today. Vague, uncomfortable feeling May be motivation Again. Buckle down. Temporary.
Bele Chere: Queer as hell. It’s happening Again.
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