My life in coffee spoons.

23 Feb

Four kilometres of dirty spoons, laid end-to-end. Seven times my own weight in raw sugar. 33.3% too bitter. 33.3% too sweet. 33.3% positive acceptance. Twirl me in the darkness until I’m too hot to touch. Whirl me between your hot lips. Let’s just call this my awakening.

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2 Responses to “My life in coffee spoons.”

  1. bubblychica33 February 23, 2010 at 10:12 am #

    wow really deep. The picture is pretty cool by the way.

  2. Andy Bonjour February 23, 2010 at 10:15 am #

    Great picture.

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