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Lavínia

Lavínia

plalace
Feb 19, 2024
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Plastic, plastic bones! Contacts, fake nails. Caramelized smiles, citrus teeth. Plastic, it's plastic!

- Do they hear each other? Do they understand what they say? Understanding is the central point, you know. Nonsense, a huge inactive candlestick, nectar of feelings, seen as a spit of letters! No connection, nothing interspersed, vowels don't match, they don't express pain. Pain is not a word! Hands, such expressive things, it's not through the mouth, but scratching, tearing the ground. Are you hungry?

My skin, my tendons, muscles and bones, yes, and my bacteria: plastic. It's plastic! Hey! Do you hear me?! It's plastic, plastic!! My thoughts, my expressions, my existence, yes, I am existence, and there is plasticity in it. Someone, please, I'm begging, in autophagy, sacrifice. Please, save me.

It could be any kind of salvation, shelter me, tell me that everything will be okay. Lie. Or kill me, and admit that it didn't work, it didn't work, it wasn't now, it wasn't this time, as if there was another time.

- My day was good.
That's good, that's good.
 
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