friends,
we shall put an end to what it is
that strangers
exist in our lives
as such
friends,
we shall multiply in
our friendliness
outwardly
friends,
I have much to share
with very little time
to transmit
that is
friendship is
at the center
of it
all
we shall
build
an
army in
this
friends,
realized
through another
friend
this is
all
nature
rather
was
reminded
today you
four then
slash a four
today speaks
truth atop of
wave crashed
April
fourth day into
a
dark
steamy
cave
the comfort
of the writing surface
shall
increase
. . .
Last night was handed a bottle of MD. This is, as you guessed correctly, short for Mad Dog. Oh my! The MD kicked me in the face quite beautifully.
Dracula
drinks
from
a
bloody
fountain
Last night stumbled around in the streets. Could’ve slept there had not friends insisted I be carried and pushed along and back towards the house.
I waved to strangers
cried about there being strangers here
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