Fast fast fast yeah yeah yeah
Slow down you’re not crazy about me
Brine shrimps surround themselves
As us, now in othered mud
Listen to them, come on
In their own ego cycle it seems
The edge of smoke was in my mouth
Open my mouth
And we were the hardest to say
The senses are right
Can't see any one
But the fires on the deer
Can't see any one
But the fires on the deer
Burning pines gave me a headache and a sore throat
This morning I saw a man who was me
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Little calf and cow are gonna die blues
Honey lick my honey lake
Oily grits behind the cage and a slick graphite
Silhouette of a duck
Slime curling suddenly you’re them
Wearing slime as sleeves
Baby look at me
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Swinging by the tips of the air
Naughty black birds tease our corners
Purple baby in the blue
Peep throughs
Fields green and thick shoved behind
Hay barrel balances forest fortress
Selectively more than silvered sage
She gave me a pumpkin smile
A frog a toad
Frother sugar
Fairy demon
Fell for her
How much longer do we have to go
Wasting
Time is running out
I’ve had it down to here with your
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Waste waits for webs taking form in my hairbranches
Waste waits for webs taking form in my hairbranches
Bottomed girl is healing healed blood forming suckling
Sweet rock wetting the color leech
Obsessive bathers
Water people
Public secret
An american wild
Is hardly shielding a shimmer in legs in body smoothly
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For movement shadows pressing sun, the pocket flying
Less porky rocks in
The foot spider fifteen minute
Smells seat puddle baggy water
Drawn in marble is an
Inherited grass stance
Happen dance
Leant in lint
Sun marks on a body is pinkened sickened sore
Rainbow ripple sore
Rock sore
Sorrow work sore