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I don’t want to know about your ex Don’t want to know about your daddy Or your ******** coworkers or customers Or your catty friends Stop Tonight begins the future Some believe a wall against your back Creates desperation But it can also spark urgency Clear the phlegm of memory It can  protect Your vulnerabilities   Focus your vision When getting jumped First thing you scan for is a car or wall The fists and kicks might ****** down From everywhere like stony blizzards But the pain is peripheral Not ethereal You’ll have a chance to dodge and block Stop Tonight begins the future A future empty of splinters/thorns/shards Of muscle aches, fatigue, or tremors Of gooey *** tar heroine, clunky ***** Dismembered torsos, sliced ears, dangling eyes Red **** and blacker kisses In turn I won’t burden you With my ******** Won’t convert you into an airport carousel I won’t unload My unkempt baggage Upon your frail façade Turning turning turning In circles As weary passengers shuffle To and fro Frantically Beneath buzzing phosphorescent Stop Tonight begins the future Open and free Like air over mountains Like clocks un-tocked Like silence hovering around the corner A seed buried in ****** soil A dream light has yet to touch Tonight begins our future
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Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
Future Tense
I don’t want to know about your ex Don’t want to know about your daddy Or your ******** coworkers or customers Or your catty friends Stop Tonight begins the future Some believe a wall against your back Creates desperation But it can also spark urgency Clear the phlegm of memory It can  protect Your vulnerabilities   Focus your vision When getting jumped First thing you scan for is a car or wall The fists and kicks might ****** down From everywhere like stony blizzards But the pain is peripheral Not ethereal You’ll have a chance to dodge and block Stop Tonight begins the future A future empty of splinters/thorns/shards Of muscle aches, fatigue, or tremors Of gooey *** tar heroine, clunky ***** Dismembered torsos, sliced ears, dangling eyes Red **** and blacker kisses In turn I won’t burden you With my ******** Won’t convert you into an airport carousel I won’t unload My unkempt baggage Upon your frail façade Turning turning turning In circles As weary passengers shuffle To and fro Frantically Beneath buzzing phosphorescent Stop Tonight begins the future Open and free Like air over mountains Like clocks un-tocked Like silence hovering around the corner A seed buried in ****** soil A dream light has yet to touch Tonight begins our future
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Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
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