Calm these rabbits around the spirals
the *** is still in my wind pipe
and the morning will be late till spring.
Screeching lightbulbs rewind impatience
------The naked nuisance is scrubbing into your nebula.
Hands that helped us into the pit
Beware them
again
Popping trophies and other autobiographies
coil into soda cans like strange theories.
objects objects
everywhere you go
faster. slower. pause.
revival. tow. exhaust.
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
Calm these rabbits around the spirals
the *** is still in my wind pipe
and the morning will be late till spring.
Screeching lightbulbs rewind impatience
------The naked nuisance is scrubbing into your nebula.
Hands that helped us into the pit
Beware them
again
Popping trophies and other autobiographies
coil into soda cans like strange theories.
objects objects
everywhere you go
faster. slower. pause.
revival. tow. exhaust.
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