One room, which you will not leave. Three buckets, one for feces, one for urine, one for vomitus. A television. Six cans of mushroom soup, ten cans of tomato soup. Ice cream, to be drunk cold. Tranqilizers. Pornography.
I'm gonna end up digging in a toilet for a link to First Draft at this point.
Sweet! I found my morphine!
1 comment:
very cleavor. good post. so shit. i was sweating all nite trying to figure out if i was blocked or the weather or and on and on. mestizo
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