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Feb 23, 2007 15:50

lysergic accidents
the message is existing in the one without
the blank notes are
the hat's in
unmarked and waved the known and craved
a strong sense of failing
and satisfaction

i noticed that a lot of them are corroded and bent but that's ok
i passed bedrooms with people preaching
the perfection of neil young
a boy on acid telling me how musicians have
changed
his
life.

that man,
he sat there clutching the book of revelations
like it's his baby blanket
and we see it dawning on us
that he's drowning in the wake
like a fish walking on water
and the stones at the bottem
he's casting to call them up
and catch them all
with his own mind looped around the fishing hook.

because he's bait.
100% grub.

and all the city folk
still have their limbs turned up
in the wrong direction.

THE END!
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