scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


12.9.10
a day at the zoo. i jump with both feet into nothing, over nothing, with no preparation. we see the baby elephant. i risk everything, like i almost remember how i used to do. there is a mass of people before the tiger, but the lions are always sleeping and abandoned. small things, big things, and my perspective cuts between, racing in sequence, until i can't tell which battles to pick and so i let them take me. with all vienna spends on beautification there are still enough litterbugs for that bag from that movie with that girl ... watch how i soar.

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