Tim Barrus Blog
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SO. LIKE. THIS IS IT?
So. Like. This is IT. ThisIsIt. I. Am. Living. In. A. Trailer. GetOverYourself. What else is there. NothingThereIsNothingElseThisIsIt. Where are we (goes to window). NowhereIsUbiquitous. But where do we go from here. You are here. https://tim-barrus.format.com/about
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bolero
https://tim-barrus.format.com/about
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Fingers In My Mouth
your fingers in my mouth the sun was lost lions and despair i am the embodiment of dystopian worlds have gone dark again all gold and princes fingers moving jazz tell me, where is your brazen things to keep this work interrupted at all costs jesus fucking christ tomorrow will…
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Behind the Smokescreen
out of all the places you could have flown 2 in order to hide like addiction butcher ciggs are an addiction too you supposedly can see me but I supposedly cannot see you when in fact, it’s the other way around the glasses are from walgreens https://tim-barrus.format.com/about
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skid marks
now that dna has shifted will religion follow kinda like skid marks no one thinks so either god will get along in his holy way to the glory holes and shifts again i wore a knife to school packed in my motorcycle boots i would slit a few necks well…
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TheyFingerFuckedUsSilly
BackThenAsYoungPeople WeWereAnnoyingWeShut DownEntireUniversities WeJustWantedToFucking KickAroundAndHangOut AndDoDopeFromSomewhere NearMendocino SkyDiveLivePopeDopeUntil TheDemonstrationsCalmed DownAndThinnedDown2 TheVoicesOfThe DeadAnarchyHasAlwaysSaid Down&DownUMustGo GoFurtherDown TheRabbitHole https://tim-barrus.format.com/about
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As If…
u r the only 1 who believes u can disappear the rest of us listen to your shit and we tolerate it we cannot just accept the idea you can use teleportation 2 teleport your ass wherever it wants to go nor do we believe you can become invisible and…
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Bringing Charlie Back
charlie could go down and quickly disappear into any of the rabbit holes he had created out of turbulence alone whenever he tried to kill himself which was just about every day we have a contract a quid pro quo that he will let me know whenever he feels like…
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a land of red wolves
the red wolves are dead shot by guess who fat old white men who will kill anything they don’t like the fucking look of/ https://tim-barrus.format.com/about
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twigboy
the moment you thought you could get away with always being too engaged in work that must be done he would do anyone’s laundry most anything that might speak to fetish is hardly news here in the Just Fuck Me Town where we were dead sea travelers bending down before…