Tag: absurdity
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Playing ‘Exquisite Corpse’ By Myself by M. Perle
“And it kills me, the word sorry. As if something like music should be forgiven. He nuzzles into the wood like a lover, inhales, and at the first slow stroke, the crescendo seeps through our skin like warm water, we who have nothing but destinations, who dream of light but descend into the…