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In the insane hourof sleepless morning,I lost my mindalong with myfavourite left sock.
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Yesterday the people screamedat their idols who stand ten miles high,and our ribs did showas prominent mountains on the landscapes of America.We all e..
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Midnight rings like a bell,The ocean is drunk.The trash can is overflowing,Our shoes are gushing mud,Lungs gushing smoke.Sitting on the side of the ro..
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Damn the whole of my being!Devise with me,A grand case of fuckery.Watch with me,Eyes focused on the screen,Brando screaming into the night(Brando scre..
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1-Gasoline houses,Smoke filling the lungs swiftly,Coughing in your sleep.2-Pens and papers andSome empty bottles of wine,Writing words/stories.3-Doggy..
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1-Explosives, like birds,Calling out the names of ourFallen princesses.2-Falling into theOcean, not unlike driftwood,To fuel not one fire.3-Stray dogs..
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1-The old man with theBlack bowler hat speaks nothingBut epiphany.2-Streams are the riversOf conscience that we allPlay near as children.3-Rusty head ..
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Last year,Down by the park,In a s****y apartment,I walked in on a couple making things up,Lies and love, mostly.They were alchemists,Or something like..
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Pull your hair back:Nobody writes letters anymore,Buy a stamp and live among the post-card royalty.Language in the key to a rusty lock,(I’m told..
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A collection of gasps,A hypnosis of perception,Outrage and outcry,-I had a series of visions: Gods, oohs, and upset ahhs,Because there’s black,T..
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