bubblegum memory i chewed up to spit
let me sink. i refuse to resist. as confusion persists
consider truth as a computer glitch. re-looping a stitch
like wool sweaters, rainy weather and a soupy consistency
who do you consider me? as human or print?
we're all just building monuments to prove we existed
bubble foam, i'm the one alone. electromagnet thunderdome
watercolor collarbone. saturated summer solstice
sepia sulfur stone. there's nothing but blood and bone
joint and jugular, juggling our jobs and the juxtaposed
the runaway who's running home. it's strange to describe
in phrases that rhyme. making manifest and cadence align
peel away your fleshy flaps and paint it inside
dormant is the darkness pervading. let it shine
blue gene denim waves. neon navy the tides
cut up a cadaver just to make me a bride
melt into a drowning pool to make me responsive
pallet paintbrush coordinate a technicolor conscious.........
DEADMAN
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Zack Wicks for president
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