I get to this place, and I just wanna tear at myself with a kitchen fork -- tear all the flesh off my bones that I may finally feel the breeze.
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It's like a shit I can't take -- except I'm the shit & I'm the rectum & muscles trying all at once.
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The Sun just broke through the clouds and toward my face, and I smiled and laughed, and tomorrow this will all be nothing.
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I'm falling in love with the Sun. I've always been in love with it -- as a kid, barrel-chested & spindly-armed, my olive limbs dangling, I would hunch over at the beach, digging sand crabs. I would feel my back turning brown, I would feel the touch of the Sun. It warmed my chest and face, it sank in, and made me feel better. I've always been in love with the Sun.
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