[dead man]

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i sat in the dark. you meant to ask me a question
halfway suggested that it was something important. i mean
who could afford the state of being that you covet
she, who struggles with boredom, pacing her floor
at war with contentment. we are. it feels like nothing before
breathe deeply paint fume 2-car garage, corporate embargo
where we went wrong. faint, be my heart. help me relate
it's only been a year. i still remember your face
secular native voodoo daisy, planting your roots
starry-eyed, billie jean jacket digital youth
analog pursuit melodia symphonic in dreams
His masterpiece on envelopes & scraps of receipt
mutilation en masse. it's human nature to scream
the culmination of collective greed, your excellency
at war with resentment. dissemination of seed
collective goals collapsing miscellaneously
all in a week. how do you say - a day in your feet?
ah, a walk in your shoes. stairsteps left incomplete
what are the odds. talking to god for nobody's sake
he told me the same. you're apple trees i'm rotary blades
copa cabana, we slept where nobody stayed
seance candles, soul awakened, home on the range
Topher Grace. pack bowls in your basement. Billy Ocean tapes
so they say. we're heading back towards home today.


dead man