The things have passed
And silent hangovers
And anti-freeze cocktails
I want to keep it in
But there are too many things
Dehydrating
And the milky sun
And we pass each other around
Like wet cigarettes
And the milky sun
Drips on us
And we say
“uneasy”
because we have no time
to think of anything better
and the silent hangovers
and the anti-freeze cocktails
and women fishing
and kings dying
daughters abandoning
sons stabbing stabbing stabbing
and it will all pass
and we only say that
because we need to fill up
the land
the hearts
the souls
the mouth
the body
the genitals
the claws
and then the cat and mouse games
and the secret meetings
lack.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 9:23 AM UTC
The things have passed
And silent hangovers
And anti-freeze cocktails
I want to keep it in
But there are too many things
Dehydrating
And the milky sun
And we pass each other around
Like wet cigarettes
And the milky sun
Drips on us
And we say
“uneasy”
because we have no time
to think of anything better
and the silent hangovers
and the anti-freeze cocktails
and women fishing
and kings dying
daughters abandoning
sons stabbing stabbing stabbing
and it will all pass
and we only say that
because we need to fill up
the land
the hearts
the souls
the mouth
the body
the genitals
the claws
and then the cat and mouse games
and the secret meetings
lack.
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