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I search for the shadow of the details of the world in your eyes
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Breeding: a nutty concept isn't it?
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your stellar green motions lift the corners of my mouth
turn them unpside down (which is to say
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good narrow tomorrow lengthens long and yellow with crisp lungs
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watch oceans of eyes uncover the lost sacred that lied upon that spongy place you live most of the year
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topple over truth stems with the tip
of your tongue to taste cherry lies
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)When the sun is smiling on the nape of my neck
outstreched to its waves,
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I'm crashing into
your ready wave that
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It was yellow
so I couldn't tell you
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Where the tips of our
mouths meet hugeness I know
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Time is a time
when I would
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It smells of rubber.
I'll tell you what I think of fur
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Death stutters at the front porch and takes a candle light to light the path to blow out yours.
There's yours and then there's ours which
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The sky tried on a sweater
looked at the tag
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Ride on the light form that you
came out of
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You're this piece..
It's left my skin in tangles
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I'm weary with all your angles
but there's still something inside
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And because Alive is again
the puzzles can
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There is this time that spins in circles with your skin and won't let you float until you stop, pause, take a kiss in the air for your lost
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I was left knawing bones whose meat was chunky.
I tried to close the shutters to take it all in
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There is a place that sings me to sleep
a place where green is my reflection
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It catches my weathered attention and, spinning,
whirls into multiple me's that accepts swimming through
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These days, / as one combines right with wrong / and adds sugar, I’ll stay glued / to the dark spot I’ve been spitting on. / Introvertantely / I squeeze the pulp to concentrate, / and the leftovers, well,
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The thought has so much body, / that I dress it down to hide the light: / I like when your bones crush reason and turn / the after effect i
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The younger
God would have winked
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I'd love the snow to stop sinking
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I stand in right angles facing your back and let your eyes roll off my shoulders until they touch the softness
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I drowned in recycables and paddle to get around, tho no dog can stop chasing
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Before the sun escapes and turns sorrow to
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Spitting words of ghost towns and hard to remember re-traced steps.
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Rain cooked rain and then lustered to drab and was lost inside it's molecules
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When I is we time fans blows and heavy hearts
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