ideas, remarks--everything people say or i say
you may find lies underneath these plausible surfaces.
disclosure of a feigned proposal, one might call.
then one gets stuck pining for someone or for something cynically, so to speak.
they're out of focus and they just desparately needs to hear your hello.
don't deprive them of that happiness.

you wise?
tell me the difference between 9 am and
afternoon at two cos i can't anymore..
and lately i often write a long overture then i forget its backbone--where it all came from or when it started.
you see, nothing's wrong with me overall.
how have u been?



by the way
be everything but my critic
you're irrevocably restricted

yes.

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