Heikki Huotari


It takes one clean cut to oxidize, to free the evil of
its occupation and that should be ample synchrony for you.
If eating Jesus doesn't satisfy you, there may be a potluck,
not to mention ping pong, in the basement later. Both
temporally and spatially adjacent twins of injuries are felt
as one. Because of natural light's equivocal trajectory, I've
opted ignorantly and anonymously and have squandered all
my life-is-fair cards. Maybe you could sell me one of yours.

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