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hot amoeba ass

at kinko’s i blew-up the slide of the amoeba’s ass 10,000,000 times; i took the amoeba

ass photos out in the taxi cab and quietly said, ‘oh my god’; at kinko’s i said,

'are you sure you can't make it any bigger?' i sweated and fell down

screaming, ‘it can’t go any bigger, it can’t go any bigger!’ i called my mother

and hanged up sweating; i removed the bed, table, desk, and chair

from my room; i pasted amoeba ass photos on the floor,

ceiling, and walls; i fell down masturbating; i stared

at the $100,000 electron-scanning microscope on the computer screen; driving home

from the biochemical store i fell out of the car screaming, ‘amoeba ass is so hot!’

in my room i broke the microscope and rubbed the slide sample on my face

i very quietly went to the corner of my room and sat down shaking

i hugged myself and stared with a worried expression

and quietly thought, ‘there are five billion amoeba asses on my face’

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— Tao Lin and microbiology. That pretty much sums up my life.
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