#68: Vomit

So I wanted to eat the last biscuit

I felt it come back as I sunk into the floor

I felt my body separate from my mind

And I excuse myself in a thousand new ways

Wandering through the middle

into the darkness.

They call it trip-hop because it breaks you in half and forces you to your knees.


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