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self titled debut

Huddled flocks pecking around

seasick seasick seasick

Stor-it-all ransacked for tax reforms

jupiter pinetrees form less pyramids a month plus shipping

Monoatomic white gold texas teatree oil of bullfight storefronts

coronas eject breast milk of magnessium sulphate under the table

dealers lower deck slips tips into his cup o soup for 99 cents

landsick landsick rot cod rot cod

dot dash doctor ankh eyes windup toys half price

sentences complete fusion conagra foods lose stock market value

Judgement night of the living end time shared ethical treatments

and other plastic surgeries

hydra lost all the fifties movie stars heads and robots grew back so quickly to take their places everyone pay it forward

ships mast ripping into the ocean spray on tans

compass spun bankrupt Say Jack E onasis

chaste chasis mer ka bah light bringer fire eater

danse macabre four pillars swatch at Sacs on fifth avenue

avec mon couer le chat screams cheshire teeth porcupine all over my new

dress shirt, that stain is not going to come out

and playground beef factory farmed like high school mindgames

seasick seasick see it see

i see

 

She really was real in reality where I was too real in your past

 

 

It past us by with no pillowfights , mutual loss of trustfunds

we never had

, purposefully failed attempts to make little beastly humans grow in her stomach and burst out like aliens happen in her car on long trips.

 

lost art of making art artfully with out chiclet teeth blank eyes and jumping breaking stuffand hitchhiker guy twisting wills

by throwing green boxes into the dark on bike trails

 

or inviting things to watch ***** fountains ,

endlessly cutting out pictures

, orange ice cream menthol cigarettes and choco pyramids ,

fake friends find you when you run away from yourself

so don't play hide and go seek or you might be gone forever until the devil finds you and takes you to jailbird

 

jacobs ladder rung 9 times and I answered my phone

"Hello ?"

It was the silence of God on the line.

The cosmic vibration of pure being.

I didn't listen for long enough and ran out of minutes.

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