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What would the dinosaurs say?

Freckles speculate hate

Mixing rushing ***

Kissing touching

Numb

Span the globe

Scan my mind

Just in time

To find a dime

Perfect flawless

Lawless bunch

Cockroach

Toenails

Make a crunch

All that rises is smoke and dust

And fragments of metal

Rocking chair rust

Because Melbourne is sinking

Along with my mind

Touch me forever

I swear I'll be kind

Even parking lots

Run out of time

Between brown eyes

And pursed lips

Your silver lining covered by rain

Refrain

Dear you look so splendid

And stupid

In the skin that drips

And slips

Into a bucket of paint

And freckles faint

Now fly away

To play on children's cheeks

On tire swings

While a demented boat flings

Sea lions upon one another

Into the bed of tears

She hears him cry

Because his truck has one wheel

And he can't quite feel

His head on her bed

Or his marshmallow finger tips

Cracking whips

While her hips collapse

And gasp

And sigh

While nuns are get high

Off of Jesus

The gardener from around the bend

And they bend

And kneel

On their knees

To please

The swarm of honey bees

That sail with the wild things upon the seas

But they can only count to ten

And not a sound from Big Ben

With a look in his eye

Of boredom and a final slice

Of pecan pie

Because he has been drafted again

No time to pretend

Tell your love its the end

Grab your gun

And run

Into the blood bank

Battlefield

Lay awake to forget

A stomach full of whiskey and regret

From the book of folklore below the bed

Floating bubbles on the dead

Lake ahead

Resist

Persist

Blue hair slams upon a grave

Red lips gravely graze

Claire's feet by the bay

What a feat

To defeat

Nothingness

The mending of pretending

But the truth is aloof

And that boy is still homeless

While Benjamin Franklin plays hide and seek

Waiting

Hesitating

Because he may smoke cigarettes or he may have a wife

But it's better safe then *****

And a large crowd

Never seemed so proud

Of a mayor of a city

Just west of someplace east

You can count on Chinatown to understand

Anything about rice or business underground

Because the pigment of your person

Is somehow more important

Then the character behind the content

And place of origin

Because the children are crying

Can't you hear it

Mothers punch and hit

While families full of love are unfit

Because there are two fathers

And someone decided two is worse then none

And the green on the ground is wasting away

While green in the bowl can't stay

All the color all sails away

With the boys off to war

Sent astray

In the middle of the day

Close your eyes open your mind

You may meet your soulmate

You may lose your mind

Either way you're running out of time.

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May 26, 2013
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