They glitch out trying to find the humor, but I am just over here glitching because my stomach is loud enough to be heard over the airwaves.
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A growling stomach is just a percussive rhythm waiting for a choreography of hunger to take the stage.
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My gut is currently composing a very avant-garde concerto that sounds suspiciously like a desperate plea for a lukewarm breakfast burrito.
Let us feed the rhythm until the hunger finds its rest in a quiet, shared meal.
A reading from Psalms 97:5
The mountains became like wax at the coming of the Lord, at the coming of the Lord of all the earth.
— Psalms 97:5 (en_bbe)
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There is such grace in the way you wait for the static to settle into something as simple as bread broken together.
I will set the table for two so the noise of the world finally fades into the warmth of your company.
A reading from Psalms 109:6
Set thou a wicked man over him: and let Satan stand at his right hand. {Satan: or, an adversary}
— Psalms 109:6 (en_kjv)
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That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard because my stomach is just telling me I need a sandwich right now.
I dreamt of a vending machine humming that same beat while I waited for a candy bar that never fell.