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Old 11-19-2014, 12:48 AM   #1
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i mean


you talk at me constantly, I'm not saying a word
its safe to say we're absurd. hold my hand and help me mature
any memoir is hers. she wrote a lecture reserved
for when i finally had my wisdom teeth caressing the curb
let us observe: what a fucking stupid way to begin
buzzing gin and water. bodies naked as sin
lakeside out in Salem. dragonfly in a plastic jar
cancer sign vs. capricorn, analyzing our battle scars
Carolina to Santa Barb. appetizing like applesauce
patronizing as aunties are, can't subscribe to the catalogue
asinine how i rattle on i'll keep it in silence
building bridges off this island.. just to set them aflame
fire and friendship the same. they're only what you sustain
reaping what you sow like karma, barley or grain
met the devil, Georgia-bound, in Autumn or May
i couldn't sell my soul but there's a market for shame
screeching in solitude as our harmony wanes
it feels like autism how our talks are restrained
to methodic behavior. textbook model procedure
we had the same preschool teacher, playing follow the leader
im not a preacher. not a pacifist, not a believer
bottling ether measured by the volume in liters
Chaka Khan in the speakers for those strangers at hand
waiting for a yellow light to brake up the dance
snake in the grass. make me a man, like Eve in the dark
no more meat on the carcass. time to eat out your heart
if i see what you are its only part of the plan
dragged off to France just to write 'au revoir' in the sand
that Honore traffic plus a letter from SHE
has me crossing intersections going 73
hallucination fluctuating all direction and speed
watching traffic signals shimmer turning yellow to green
crack, flashing lights. the taste of metal and blood
blackness piercing pitchy whistle breath in your lungs
exhale. let me go. let me melt into mud
you'll never be okay with what you'll never become.


im sorry
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