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Hometown

On the ferris wheel we steal a kiss,

careless zeal, no bits amiss,

slip into this, mind and timelessness,

twist wrist, spit lip like starshine, crisp.

 

Down below the kids get lit,

ripped,

hair wind flipped out,

broke mouths sip doubt,

shout fire-light, ice pout,

grown out the hometown,

grown loud, a fun crowd,

one's got the know how,

the others got the low down,

one shot the sheriff,

then the others hit the ground.

 

When he shot the sheriff

he kneeled,

we saw it from the ferris wheel.

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