emotional diarrhea

my pores gave birth to hundreds and thousands of coffee beans as i waited for the 559 train at the subway station near broadway.

each bean that trickled down cracked, bounced and occupied every empty space that they can fill. they released a pure bitter aroma of sadness that gave the creatures of the tunnel an unlimited amount of energy.

sadness is contagious

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