Wet Dentist
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face abyss - my ribs give then my face it falls off to the tic tic toc of the out-of-wac clocks - i bend down, grab my face, put it on, my eyes closed, move my feet, feel the beat & make eye contact with a memory
wow. no. quit making me open my eyes. i don't care if the pulsating lights dancing across your moving figure act like dictators working together . . . on my free trampoline
springs me out of this scene in a reverie spree
destroys what i need - destroys
face abyss - my ribs give then my face it falls off to the tic tic toc of the out-of-wac clocks - i bend down, grab my face, put it on, my eyes closed, move my feet, feel the beat & make eye contact with a memory
wow. yeah. the insides of my eyelids flash the ephemeral oblivions of billions of orange things, probably due to all the acid that i used to do, and i bounce and i bounce and i bounce and i bounce on my free trampoline
springs me out of this scene in a reverie spree
destroys what i need - destroys
bounce. quiver. upshift like a derailleur.
wheel and spoke, gear and chain, a tense machine
but i'm free, almost free, not quite free, not quite free
wow. no. quit making me open my eyes. i don't care if the pulsating lights dancing across your moving figure act like dictators working together . . .
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