A distant reply to Sarah Gay

dewaynetherecordist:

Through months of nauseous confusion and misunderstood grasping

late night drinks and early morning red eye

Through headphones loud enough to drown out reason

loud enough to rouse in the dozing hypnotic

days kneaded and rolled into one stale loaf

and drive-thru disappointment

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