hawked a significant lougie while
watching True Detective First Season
felt like he pulled it up from waydeep in his throat
thorax
beside his heart
hawked fourfive times to clear it it filled the whole back of his
throat was weighty
as he spat it into the bathroom sinkhot water running he recognise its deeplyopague pearlescence
it tasted sweet
shaking his head as it thicklyspiraled
down the drain
it wasnt a lougie
was his soul
he asked after it
Thas where ya been
hidin
2110, Tuesday, 3 6. 25
1101, Sunday, 8 6. 25
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