It’s the nature of things that are curved to fit together, like an ape and dog. One mounts the other one, while the other one, all eye contact, screams unchanged , so white with shadow, and some with marks all over them. I cast a shadow, and you see rounded fish, because I know you like me. They just have to go into one another, and stop just before touching. Please. Would you just please, you say, but I can’t help that I have this black background. He waits for the gray bar to get all the way over. But he’ll never succeed because they go into one another. Besides, the black he gave me made my body too shiny to be a masterpiece like a point, or peanuts outside the box, erupting all over the islands, even a drawing.

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