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Nightmare til Olive garden
by Aaron HowardI dreamt I was swimming in a sea of puss.
Infested over the brim of insanity.
I felt death rotting inside me, as he always does.
Waiting.
Wanting.
To join me.
I do the backstroke through patches of ooze solidified by the hot days sun.
Its clinging to me like a newfound skin.
Dripping with everything thats vile and nauseous.
Im hungry.. anyone up for Alfredo?
10/16/2003 Author's Note: Part two of the acidhead mantra...
Posted on 10/16/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard
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