think too much I thought
to reach a clutch,
blind spots safe hut
to reach a clutch,
blind spots safe hut
cook up cookie crumbles
push, prepare, plunge
a plush dusty desert-
push, prepare, plunge
a plush dusty desert-
playdo rubble
pass through casted travel tunnels
trouble down emphatic funnels
pit of stomach thunder grumbles
trouble down emphatic funnels
pit of stomach thunder grumbles
reflecting teeter-totters over moving-picture-perfect dirty city puddle bubbles
prove the glow's real
followed by hollow halo cuddles
followed by hollow halo cuddles
struggle with a perfect paddle,
skip pebbles to skipping beats,
bouncing pheasant vision,
hard to swallow wills weak
bouncing pheasant vision,
hard to swallow wills weak
choice muffled by the bottle
softened and your subtle
conscious of the circle
chasing tail like poodles
softened and your subtle
conscious of the circle
chasing tail like poodles
reduce me to a toddler,
hobble down a tracking
unbuckled duffle leaking mutters
hobble down a tracking
unbuckled duffle leaking mutters
swing and I sway to the wayside,
play in glades-like til day dies
cat-eyes dilates surprise
play in glades-like til day dies
cat-eyes dilates surprise
Reverberating Craniums,
Echoing Rainbows,
Sparkling Storms,
and black picket fences...
Disfigured manifestations,
inner-piercing,
Collapse and rebirth...
Capsulated comfort
and overturned, discarded
parasols.
Echoing Rainbows,
Sparkling Storms,
and black picket fences...
Disfigured manifestations,
inner-piercing,
Collapse and rebirth...
Capsulated comfort
and overturned, discarded
parasols.
FORWARD
As I Fell back onto
the black spike it
pierced my neck, All
the While my legs
danced in furious
semi-circles.
Motioned the Ending
Come
Breath last like none
other, a sunny run but
for tomorrow's prison.
They cry loosely and
eagerly.
My Stomach turned by the wave sound.
The Songbird sings scratchy,
rust flakes like snow.
Tear at my hair,
Face sucked from
the nether
Image alarms are abstract,
less urgent,
and my breath returns
steady.
To pull forward.
An answer with no question.
But less bark and more bite.
A wise man once said.
pierced my neck, All
the While my legs
danced in furious
semi-circles.
Motioned the Ending
Come
Breath last like none
other, a sunny run but
for tomorrow's prison.
They cry loosely and
eagerly.
My Stomach turned by the wave sound.
The Songbird sings scratchy,
rust flakes like snow.
Tear at my hair,
Face sucked from
the nether
Image alarms are abstract,
less urgent,
and my breath returns
steady.
To pull forward.
An answer with no question.
But less bark and more bite.
A wise man once said.
5irst I was hit by a slug when I was a trapped worm trying to be a raptor,
skipping through the castle halls shoved into rug burn infinity captured, and now its all a fuzz
humilities been mastered entwined my ugly mug,
angels, brain thugs and hooligans, enough
skipping through the castle halls shoved into rug burn infinity captured, and now its all a fuzz
humilities been mastered entwined my ugly mug,
angels, brain thugs and hooligans, enough
buffs, sluts and follow life by the ruler kids dash to rewind it at maximum gotta exact passion inject into the finer things
bounce back fashion beating kinder wings at half mast seafaring divided by the world is flat,
it fits in my back pack, my head and a 4-track crash course tearing a hole in the monolith,
ensnaring the role of your Siamese cities, find me some disease free Kitties and a lollipop worth licking that don't make my teeth rot,
clot popularity, follow me, see the beat drops to my knees all I have to say is pretty please,
I wanna turn this dark comedy into a funeral, insomnia is mutual,
fool you're a bruised tool, my past is behind me but I'm guided by its lunar pull im an oddity that probably tallied up more refuse than a dump utilize a pump to spit out, garbage that makes the mind go bump in the night marvels that make your spine go twinkle in spite of the pot holes in the lost roads caught in the folds of the mold
embroidered a mortar on your symbol to blow up face when you're getting simple
Mcs a disgrace to the ripple, go back to sucking the nipple, I live on mtl the middle and I play the fucking fiddle
don't cry for me Argentina and I won't cry for you Canada then maybe we could rest around eachother,
elites freaks and bandanas,
the noise pollution is fat soluble
and the solution is manic
I'm haunted by a hollow tune I just won't grasp
plastic is our new cocoon with dangers outside days are drastic I wanna tear this fucking roof open and metamorph into a candle wick
synthesize my spit into h2 oh shit and live in Neverland again with Pan and the forgotten kids
bounce back fashion beating kinder wings at half mast seafaring divided by the world is flat,
it fits in my back pack, my head and a 4-track crash course tearing a hole in the monolith,
ensnaring the role of your Siamese cities, find me some disease free Kitties and a lollipop worth licking that don't make my teeth rot,
clot popularity, follow me, see the beat drops to my knees all I have to say is pretty please,
I wanna turn this dark comedy into a funeral, insomnia is mutual,
fool you're a bruised tool, my past is behind me but I'm guided by its lunar pull im an oddity that probably tallied up more refuse than a dump utilize a pump to spit out, garbage that makes the mind go bump in the night marvels that make your spine go twinkle in spite of the pot holes in the lost roads caught in the folds of the mold
embroidered a mortar on your symbol to blow up face when you're getting simple
Mcs a disgrace to the ripple, go back to sucking the nipple, I live on mtl the middle and I play the fucking fiddle
don't cry for me Argentina and I won't cry for you Canada then maybe we could rest around eachother,
elites freaks and bandanas,
the noise pollution is fat soluble
and the solution is manic
I'm haunted by a hollow tune I just won't grasp
plastic is our new cocoon with dangers outside days are drastic I wanna tear this fucking roof open and metamorph into a candle wick
synthesize my spit into h2 oh shit and live in Neverland again with Pan and the forgotten kids
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