This board could get me the plane
Purple diagrams of a blue sky
Hopeless regard for a broken bard
The patterns fedoras create as they pass from hip to head
Dropping the dreaded street braid
Making broken record expressions
At your bent altar I will kneel
Solar rejection when I'm blocked from your light
The only stop on my street.
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 12:23 PM UTC
This board could get me the plane
Purple diagrams of a blue sky
Hopeless regard for a broken bard
The patterns fedoras create as they pass from hip to head
Dropping the dreaded street braid
Making broken record expressions
At your bent altar I will kneel
Solar rejection when I'm blocked from your light
The only stop on my street.
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