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Existential Underwear

By Neurosine

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Where did the universe place my underwear? God...I don't know. I don't thing it cared. It may have placed them any place, Or maybe everywhere. The fact is I was only using them anyhow, I never cared for their careless laughter, the noble recognizance with which they would stare, they were always unprepared, when it was time for us to go somewhere. They concede they’re not anything in particular, and we’re just standing nowhere. They always said, “Freedom has no arms, lines, or coushins, No sitter, or fasteners that bind.” “ It’s floating in the universe, hanging out in it, with no intention, or mind.” “Yet,” They said, “it all is alive.” Man those were my favorite shorts, I sure hope they show up soon, They’re cool, But they’re never on time. Written March 26th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 06:08 AM PST, Neurosine    0 • 10

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