Teenage girl pass the snuff film before you tell the story of when you were telling a story of when you were an elementary school girl of elementary proportions and notions telling a story to the corner of the schoolyard where there were certainly no other kids and certainly no grass "just big bald world" you used to say as you tried to let this float on by in the story you were telling about the bitter by and by and now until now it just so happens actually really nothing to write with or write on at home writing it with fingers in the "big bald world" before they start shouting my name yanking on the ribbon on the back of my dress that used to be a brighter green yanking on the ribbon with the sound of my name is that how it sounds actually really using this rock to write in the dirt to finish the story before they start yanking on the ribbon with the sound of my name.
Mother once mother in the car in the rain listen to the rain on the window closest to your tears pass the snuff film run over run over run over it and over it run over to this this just this just wanted to let this float on by the bitter by and by run over it under hair unshowered under the hood under the rain running over it heart pounds harder faster for another sound run over it and over it running over it back a bit as it stops after running over it and it has taken away more out from under your feet under fur grown over the abandoned "big bald world" under hair unshowered under the hood under the rain mud gets a grip on your behalf be half and keep dividing by two looking in the rearview mirror running a finger along the outline of an eyebrow in the rearview mirror getting darker as the muddy field searches in vain for tugging on dangling roots not there for any there not there running a finger along the outline of an eyebrow somewhere in the dusky mirror.
- Max Stoltenberg
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