Tears for a dead foreskin

Not a cloud in my sky.

"End of October
the sleepy brown woods
seem to bow down
their heads to the winter..."
 
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Once I was 1000 years old, and I was God. And I burned the earth up. Now I always check to make sure there aren't any survivors.
 
Any God worth his salt would know without having to check.
 
When someone asks you a question, do you just stare at them, blankly? Do you know what I do? I look into their soul. And 9/10 they haven't said anything by the time I'm paying attention again.
 
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