Ultimatums offered over cooling tamales. The words more honest, and less bland, than the food. Long familiar litanies issuing forth from a too large mouth like unchewed dinner. Concessions made on deeply buried good-faiths. Pulling idiosyncratic routine from subconsciousness as an archaic dentist performs extractions. Midnight naps and taro ice cream for energy. Discount bin performances. Half-awake dialogue as an encore. Fitful sleep punctuated by a literal dozen water closet trips. Waking a hyperventilating lover from the throes of a nightmare. Stale, stilted mornings leave a strangely pleasant, ripening aftertaste.
10:33 a.m. - 2018-08-20
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