timetravel
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I used to be able to time travel.
The time-portal to the past and present was a warm, blue seat.The time-portal to love was through vast, green bamboo stems.
the breeze feels like feathers against my skin
and laughter suffocates me but i can still breath.
two beers
shots shots shots shots shots
dark souls filled to the brim with inebriation
Events have come and gone.
To change them, changes everything.
Yet the feeling persists.
The feeling of regret.
Of desire to change.
Change history.
Change time.
You left us busy work and a sub
We rewrote Oedipus the King
The back of your quiz made an exquisite canvas
We made Oedipus a time traveling cyborg
Who fucks the sphynx
Kills Apollo
