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May 4, 2009

Sometimes it just builds up for too long

instead of letting off steam every now and then

or when inspiration strikes

it just builds and builds and builds until it reaches an anticlimactic capacity,

and then it starts to implode a bit

like a loaf gone wrong

and what’s left over at the end is this dense sticky nugget of information-that-once-was

that you can’t really pull anything out of

though you can spread butter on it and dip it in soup.

My pipes are clogged up with sticky dough.

And I have nothing to say.

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