#locomotion
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*It is not a lake of fire, sweet one
It is a place that tells us*
that we are Loved
The only thing that burns
is the View, seen from a distance..
from across the Chasm
--One that, before its over
will no longer exist.
True story. xox
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Jun 30, 2023
Jun 30, 2023 at 12:46 AM UTC
Some breaking
point back,
I spy ya sauntering
as your locomotion
lost, standing upright
been arduous, your
forehead on your
palmar side, like your
eyes can't see
I am pulsing that
you are feeling
not the same,
it might be
a fever,
Wish you quick
recovery
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
Everybody's learning how to wash their hands now,
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
It's about as easy as a certain dance now
C'mon baby, do the Covid Motion
My little baby sister can do it with ease
It's easier than learning your A B C's
So c'mon, c'mon, do the Covid Motion with me
(chorus)
You scrub your finger tips, c'mon baby
Now front, now back
Well now I think you got the knack...whoa whoa
Remember when you do it, leave some space now
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
And you must make certain you don't touch your face now
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
Wash for twenty seconds babe, that's all you'll need
Some soap, and water and I know you'll succeed
So come on, come on, do the Covid Motion with me
(Interlude)
Yeah yeah yeah, do the Covid Motion
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
When you wash your hands, it's the Covid Motion
Standing still and dancing like the locomotion
It's the way to do it, just listen to me
Do the Covid Motion now 1-2-3
So c'mon , c'mon and do the Covid Motion with me
chorus
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
C'mon baby do the Covid Motion
C'mon baby do the Locomotion
fade out
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
the pathophysiology of
you and i
something between
love me so ******* hard i
combust and
caress the sharpest edges of me
gently, softly
sometimes it’s only in the aftermath of lust
that we begin to dismantle people
now we’re in the graveyard of
all things good.
i am like a child
innocent in my adoration and
my cells respire for you
skin yearns
because i am foolish
you were a paroxysm
of breathing in light
fast
i found the atlantis
in your eyes
and then drowned in the
distillation of colour
your lungs were
coated in lies
that i breathed in
like air to survive
so dismantle the self
deconstruct the heart
find the morphology of love
for it was not shaped like
us
Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 8:36 PM UTC