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Techno God
Folder:
a cyclist's perspective
how cluttered is that corner
fiendishly fishing out the old Dimweel
ack! attacked with a weet wacker
during the interim on my waypoint to work
slithering through the streets like a cobra
on amphetamines- how darkened dreamy
sometimes i stutter
it’s a speech impediment
despite which, thankfully
yet prevents me from screaming
throaty German gutters,
obscenely at all those
caught in the camera of
my vicinity- ye enemies
