my pain out of my friend's hands like a loaf of bread
waiting for it to slice forever
I saw her picture in one hand
to check in and suddenly wanted to go to the toilet
full of thoughts The many shapes of her face
My freshly shaved penis was slightly erect and it
was trying to find my soul
, too. Fog their voices became lighter and softer for five hours colorless, tasteless, wise and ignorant then I was naked and alone like a fish that had just been gutted Then they handed my right hand back to my left The nurse still Here, and then not here at last life, maybe - but life is like rehearsal after rehearsal and finally gives the pupils in my eyes I see a bunch of flowers as if to breathe...
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