that -
when I set down a lid or plate, or anything that is round, it just spins and spins for minutes on a flat surface, and when I go to stop it, my hand only vibrates to the beat, and this won't stop
maybe -
that is the order of things, disorder
*I remember that for some reason my mother let me live outside our home for days and weeks on end across town with a wild girlfriend, watching me spin until I just came home.
when I set down a lid or plate, or anything that is round, it just spins and spins for minutes on a flat surface, and when I go to stop it, my hand only vibrates to the beat, and this won't stop
maybe -
that is the order of things, disorder
*I remember that for some reason my mother let me live outside our home for days and weeks on end across town with a wild girlfriend, watching me spin until I just came home.
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