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What's a palm Sweating in panic Or a stomach Whining as the whistle of alert To someone like you? What's a voice Too clenched, Or a word Misplaced To you? What's a sentence Repeated Or a song Sung drunker than a foul man, To yourself, long-lashes? Flutter-hair. Architected smile. Ancient-Greek eyebrow, Curved In a musing love. You found a little else, Didn't you, a Little chick to Perch with you? Let's jump and find our wings Let's take feathers for what they're worth And leave those flightless birds To the foxes, With a taste For emus. It's no one's fault really Just slavery And I'm free when I know you Popping like sparks onto my knockout vision.
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
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What's a palm Sweating in panic Or a stomach Whining as the whistle of alert To someone like you? What's a voice Too clenched, Or a word Misplaced To you? What's a sentence Repeated Or a song Sung drunker than a foul man, To yourself, long-lashes? Flutter-hair. Architected smile. Ancient-Greek eyebrow, Curved In a musing love. You found a little else, Didn't you, a Little chick to Perch with you? Let's jump and find our wings Let's take feathers for what they're worth And leave those flightless birds To the foxes, With a taste For emus. It's no one's fault really Just slavery And I'm free when I know you Popping like sparks onto my knockout vision.
A comment on social standards and truer affection.
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
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