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My skin feels like scales A piano bench Metronome passing the time Impatiently Perfectly Living like death Spreading along Petri dishes And moving forward in octaves Like a starving gecko Eating its own tail
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Reptilia
My skin feels like scales A piano bench Metronome passing the time Impatiently Perfectly Living like death Spreading along Petri dishes And moving forward in octaves Like a starving gecko Eating its own tail
keith-johnsen
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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