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another shot at something historical my greatest fears are love and disorder becoming normal. numbing boredom. another junkie stuck in his stories, summoning glory for a tiny touch of immortality's shores, yes of course hemoglobin buzz distorting a room doesn't matter a morsel if it's not important to you morbid obsessive. core possessive, steady scorching a spoon. chasing down a dragon i've been forced to pursue lord of disenchantment, lord i'm close to an answer lonesome master. reporting in like 4am news to anyone home: drink merrily and travel alone left lane manic emotive backseat practically motionless. hand me your holster, six-shot cylindrical scope product of a middle-class addiction to dope plane tickets in coach. morningtime 2% and cinnamon toast in every nag champa was the scent of a ghost empty balloons, barnum-bailey our stoop, daily accouterment scattered paraphernalia, our table was useless crystal clear the liquid gold that faded her youth built a home on bloodlust & we buried the blueprint swear i've been addicted since a kid to consume anybody out there worth a visit or 2 it's internal, controversial, periodic recluse. not a modicum of moderation, always abuse hopscotch on our sidewalk palms are chalky and calloused settled on contentment so we call it a balance recalling pasts. holding hands we walked into mass you stood in line for crackers and i stifled a laugh now i'm right where i cast myself. finale it's over moving again i'll meet you never i'm hopeful, ever remorseful close my eyes and measure the dosage, let it overtake, enter the portal, says Lenore waging holy war like Lenin in office, federal hostage died and never slept i felt much better exhausted these are letter deposits. anthropological statement watching rain fall like constellations swallowing Jameson copy that, copycats are often mistaken there's nothing honest about it while it's anonymous, face it or don't. come to terms with what i've set into motion build your own ideal and practice letting it go dm
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