Moriapo

like a murder suicide yesterday's tiffs became today's shower of glacial regret hit on the head by super large moriapo* left winded bruised & read-dead on our set-list stories of lost orders events tragedies that come in threes like the drinks the straws (deadly for dolphins the lipstick trace a circular argument nobody heard a thing (or suspected yet there it is: an empty office & a drill draw your conclusions or bite your lip sure of what you're about to say (next thing you know there's a glass in your hand & tears beside the water fountain *trans: hangover (Korean)

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Anonymous said…
One should never regret moriapo if it's caused by mokochukcha...

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