they build themselves in your finger if your knees work rips the lizard is waiting to a seaside dream that were halved by half ready: you don't remember eyes and you don't remember shrieks too dry for a fever i was supposed to basketball as you walked down to mandalay dead gangsters' hearts right inside your pantsleg you're not supposed to or loose enough in the tropics popcorn passenger ships when you saw it work enough saxophone to find out ah the road to mandalay where the frozen dinners play play in thirty years of roads about to go off in the vision is being taste in popcorn in saxophone it isn't easy giving feet without one is it worth taste? that you saw in taste? to afterwards taste? you thought of taste? whatever taste carries that theology the door opened and a guitar rumbled a giant pizza appeared on his bedroom ceiling taste he saidfrom Cyclone Fence (2007)
Friday, July 6, 2018
Taste
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