[for every * read one of the three parts of the title]
the options are so * that * is all I know
to be - * like a heart attack, * like all your
childhood sitcoms back to back, * like
under the sweater, * like implications -
somewhere in this mess of * I lay
sweaty hands on *, trembled and coughed up
a * defense of my apathy, which is * and
spreading through the lymph, hence I'm *
waiting to get off, or blow off *
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