IT IS A SOFT FUCKING TOUCHING
DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS
CRASH A BICYCLE INTO AN ASS
FALL AND DRINK
LOOK AT THE GROUND LIKE A PLACE
OF BURIAL AND FEEL NO BETTER
I HAVE BAD NEWS TO TELL MYSELF TOMORROW
THE DOOR IS HUGE AND GLASSES
IT IS AWESOME AND SHINY
I LOOK THROUGH IT
IT IS NIGHT
THERE IS A SANDWCH WAITING
LIKE A SPOON FOR AN EYESOCKET
I SAID THAT MAYBE
NO FUTURE I SAY MAYBE
STAND UP AGAIN
AND LOOK LIKE A DRINK
IT’S WHAT I DO
MORE OF
I AM SO MANY SMALL CHILDREN
KILLING WITH LAZER GUNS
TOUCH HER ON THE HEAD
MAKE A SMALL RELENTLESS THING
OF THE SPACE BETWEEN US
AND THAT IS NOTHING REAL
MAKE IT BIGGER
GET OVER PRIDE AND ADORNMENT
ANOTHER LINE OF DRINKING
I LOST SOMETHING
I CANNOT TELL
I CANNOT TELL
WE ARE HELL
I AM MADE GOOD
I AM A SWISS WATCH
ON THE WRIST OF SOMEONE BEAUTIFUL
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