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. you're at the front door                                     you're in through the front door   my door    without knocking face flushed with malice and ****** visions   "uh-huh" i say there's a cotten shopping bag                                               of who-fears-what   in one mitt and you throw yourself                                        on my sunken couch you unzip those mad pricy leather boots with flames down the sides and clutch your bag to your chest   with meaning and taunt         leaning toward                   a smile  crocodiles your face           your clock ; three forty seven your mind ; immersed in some midnight woo a witching verse and a fortune boastful and blue am i to be involved in your clockwork mockery ? (i have been your collaborator                                         and coal mine canary in the past)   do i even want to be invited ? i don't know any better   i am  as always  excited "alright, i'll bite .. what's in the bag ?" i say
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Oct 20, 2024
Oct 20, 2024 at 5:47 PM UTC
clear as a mockwork sporange
. you're at the front door                                     you're in through the front door   my door    without knocking face flushed with malice and ****** visions   "uh-huh" i say there's a cotten shopping bag                                               of who-fears-what   in one mitt and you throw yourself                                        on my sunken couch you unzip those mad pricy leather boots with flames down the sides and clutch your bag to your chest   with meaning and taunt         leaning toward                   a smile  crocodiles your face           your clock ; three forty seven your mind ; immersed in some midnight woo a witching verse and a fortune boastful and blue am i to be involved in your clockwork mockery ? (i have been your collaborator                                         and coal mine canary in the past)   do i even want to be invited ? i don't know any better   i am  as always  excited "alright, i'll bite .. what's in the bag ?" i say
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Oct 20, 2024
Oct 20, 2024 at 5:47 PM UTC
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