long hair long johns of sad happy clear fog is the dog god doggone dog
kind of you to kind of listen kindling burns like Hong Kong midnight brightlights whose birthright, or birthwrong
down-under daggers for flags flagged flagulation creative sensory compensated penitentiary forward lad landing laughter for the last log on the fire the last day for earth to say please plead for plaid shirts to pay for themselves otherwise there will be ****** for you to see
summer in the winter if I sprinkle a little bit more wood on my splinter sink or swim, sink and swim, sink to swim swim to sink ah um oh ehhem undo your dress and undo your last mistake
please retake the photo so I can stay awake.
don't, I mean, yes yes
hands could be cold but then a g a i n
I just call it what I must plustwo double yous in a zoo for the future flu's to cruise like truce 11/11/11 armistice missed the list when you kissed my wrist I extracted bliss from the Buddha's jist just cause?
just call for the muse music
don't mind me I mean yes, yes
motorcade king of spades I got laid to the silence of a forest in the poorest richness I've never ditched this **** zip zap my zipper is a little critter crawling through the litter on the city's twitter account doesn't amount to much but I sound like I'm salted in breath dead like MacBeth, the challenge was the shaken speare sprained everclear of the diamond tear or the shattered cheer of ancient seers
truth is greater than fiction.
recorded performance http://soundcloud.com/kyran45/fractal-pattern-fiction