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Nachtschicht
Drunk DJ forgot the smoking machine on and out of regulation.
Drunk her, me sober, but a waterfall of pyrotechnics infused my consciousness. Berlin Wall, willed forgetfulness. The self ran out the gates. Further than sewage rats.
«Когда есть человек, возникает проблема. Когда нет человека, нет проблем.
Иосиф Сталин »We were both hiding in these grey dancing flames, suffocated by this tongue-twisting-smothering lust, half seen, half been, been there, done that, freedive, fuck me, highfive, on my dead body, let’s party, suga-daddy got you baby, speak to me, hide-and-go-seek, kiss me, miss the moment, stuffed teether in my mouth, I am shut, shotgun, acid-lick-pass-me-your-sweet-drug-indirect-love-on the go, on the sofa-less space, set on each other’s laps, marathon pace, I chase olympic pleasures, I don’t guess, needless to hasitate, tonight is the night, wall to wall, mirror black mirror, hold me closer, let go, dance faster, alors on danse in the darker dark.
