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| just another sunday paddleboat ride on a man made lake with another lady stranger if i remain lost and die on a cross at least i wasn't born in a manger i can sense somewhere right now i'm being prayed for seems like i always arrive on the same shore from where my sails set maybe with one less lady than my vessel left with, is that a threat oh i've stayed scarce this last year yes but be assured in unrest i'm unavoidable like death this christmas is this twisted why be upset i never said i didn't have syphillis miss listless hard like the bricks i pound my fists with i mean she's hard like the bricks that i pound with my fists this is the fall of mr fifths forged for the hordes and the ladies and lords set with fat chords in modern english i know, i know there's nothing more appealing than the sound of high heels down the marble tile hallways of your distict's one allotted city funded steiner school bilingual or montessori followed by a single high pitched scream followed by breaking glass but could your anger be mapped into an interpretive dance to a trip hop track could it be bowed out on strings or strung into a pattern for a god's eye to bring to your alma mater's holiday fundraiser boutique thing god i'm sorry, i'm just being crazy. i'm sorry. i'm just being crazy, i know. i'm gonna take you know, kay? you're fine. everything's totally fine. feel a lot better now. |
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