I am building a book.
I am building a library in my chest.
I am building a chest of drawers.
I am building a home.
I am building a homing missile out of forks.
I am building a fork in the road.
I am building a road.
I am building a roadside bed and breakfast.
I am building a breakfast out of nutella and cornchips and dried fruit.
I am building a bed.
I am lying underneath the bed
I am lying
I am
I am building a lie
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I really like the idea of building. It seems so homely and honest.
ReplyDeletei like to think of everything i do as building
ReplyDeleteI am disturbed by that breakfast.
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