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***sandpaper reflects our damages radio stations weave eternity into sound bytes yet one bite is enough to give you rabies so back the F@$! up and listen to your luck allow for music to flow effortlessly unglue yourself from the tragic and stuck energy i am logic forging itself in a fire of shiny metals petals of diamonds remind us of collapsing realities undiscovered colors and passages out of this dimension into etheric waters surface temperatures are rising like lightning from the ground up find trees to hug jumping from knees to feet and hands to mouth round them up and get out fast sound is music infinite tunes dancing fumes of vaporous intent sent from heaven let me at them remind me of the sediment and the contract we signed before dying high as a waterlily proud as a wasp rested and assured of our death your sentence is fragrant like a vagrant stamped with burning jettison turning reticent hesitant to accept this love as gifts from above rub our souls and polish our hearts i am tired of these games training wheels may save lives but a hundred miles later she ate her last waiter sore as a dancer with a heart of a champion our uncles were dandelions sired in springtime’s basement i choose medicine not this heady nonsense resume your poetry and abuse yourself not me***
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 12:59 PM UTC
undiscovered colors
***sandpaper reflects our damages radio stations weave eternity into sound bytes yet one bite is enough to give you rabies so back the F@$! up and listen to your luck allow for music to flow effortlessly unglue yourself from the tragic and stuck energy i am logic forging itself in a fire of shiny metals petals of diamonds remind us of collapsing realities undiscovered colors and passages out of this dimension into etheric waters surface temperatures are rising like lightning from the ground up find trees to hug jumping from knees to feet and hands to mouth round them up and get out fast sound is music infinite tunes dancing fumes of vaporous intent sent from heaven let me at them remind me of the sediment and the contract we signed before dying high as a waterlily proud as a wasp rested and assured of our death your sentence is fragrant like a vagrant stamped with burning jettison turning reticent hesitant to accept this love as gifts from above rub our souls and polish our hearts i am tired of these games training wheels may save lives but a hundred miles later she ate her last waiter sore as a dancer with a heart of a champion our uncles were dandelions sired in springtime’s basement i choose medicine not this heady nonsense resume your poetry and abuse yourself not me***
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 12:59 PM UTC
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