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take a look around nancy, tell me what you see

a decapitated dog put on too many sticks to reach out and bite a child who only wanted to play with a soft touch and gapped holed grin.

the lights go out when you can´t know when,  say yes to hold lights for when ´when´ happens ¨you can trip and fall¨.

glasses melted with fire to become bigger for a bigger head are still to dark to wear in shadow.

tilted camera you stare with a corked head curious to what goes on behind me, won´t you look my way instead.

dragonfly warrior poorly protecting his flourescent queen from the onslaught of molecules in a world filled with air, with air, with air, air, air.

the volume of speakers are controlled by tiny gods moving their tiny fingers, just a littly bit louder my dear.

can you remember when landline telephones were used, I remember circle dials and zero always took the longest, when did phone get rid of tele?

white flowers and white hanging sheets with yellow sun bolts raining on a clear sky shout with thunder from a noisless wind, I wear earphones tonight.

trees dance better then me, plants taste better then me, pianos sound better then me, me is better then me, we´re equals.

fat cat dreams of being skinny, he wears eye liner on weekdays and thongs on the weekends.

sometimes yoga makes me feel like a woman who feels **** then yoga makes me think what that thought means?

rocks are hot when heated.

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