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2002-02-27 - 5:55 p.m.
i am haphazardly typing another entry just to cover up for the last one which was not particularly satisfying.
i feel like delicately squeezing fuzzy puppies until they poop on my shoes.
i feel like kissing cold metal until it weeps with my condensed breath.
i feel like a thousand buzzing locusts descending upon a green valley.
i feel like the green valley.
i feel like jumping up and down, hard, on squeaky bedsprings.
i feel like collapsing, heavy, into the crook of your warm neck.
i feel like bludgeoning the back of an expensive armchair with balled fists.
i feel like balancing on my toes, swooning and whirling from an imagined height.
i feel like chewing on chalk.
i feel like an empty canister of Aqua Net or Raid.
i feel like sleeping naked on wicker furniture, cushion free.
i feel like aimlessly calling out someone's name until my voice is hoarse.
i feel like kneeling in reverence to a deity i don't believe in.
i feel like a tiny egg, quivering with miniscule vibrations, forming an invisible crack.