Unclutter. Knee-shatter incessantly unremitting radioactive electronothings. Rid of them. Them of us.
Pendulum. Cling-clutch the subtle safety notch whittled from subliminal hope.
Choice. Stick/don’t stick with it. Us-together is the whole. Parley, with unsheeped self.
Climb. Ascend hung rungs. Cut out the tongues of unsung dun-dun-duns.
Amen. Katiya shalom, let it be. No edits. No edits. No edits.
somehow this describes how I feel each day when I sit down to work on my book
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