Align shoulders and hips
Musty anamotronics
Can't comprehend
But a clockwork of connected strings makes them
Line up tight and stay
A laboratory basement for lustrous structures,
Watch watching,
Minutemen
Turning back on their eyes
Their rusted shadows rallying
Assembled consciousness
Headed single-file toward their end
Turned back
On their eyes
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 7:21 PM UTC
Align shoulders and hips
Musty anamotronics
Can't comprehend
But a clockwork of connected strings makes them
Line up tight and stay
A laboratory basement for lustrous structures,
Watch watching,
Minutemen
Turning back on their eyes
Their rusted shadows rallying
Assembled consciousness
Headed single-file toward their end
Turned back
On their eyes
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