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Of course I know
I've been everywhere
Seen everything
My experience is universal
And my conclusions are thoughtful
And righteous
But don't quote me on that
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This is a lie
We are not here
Blueprints for nightmares
My mother has a sting
I am the poison she created
It's all about the wound
Don't let my moaning fool you
I am a saint
Naked and yearning for a crucifixion
Rapture comes in spurts
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Clean your act
Push them down the stairs
I breathe cyanide wings
Forgetful forgiveness
I keep this pills just in case
Mud on the lungs is a gift from heaven
The next hour
Was the worst song
And you fail for the first time
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A Man of Few Words
05:57
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Day one: scratch 'till you bleed
Day two: the sourness of tolerance
Day three: I'm up for anything
Day four: as long as it is dangerous
Day five: a glitch on the dance floor
Day six: give me what I want
Day seven: daddy's birthday!
Day eight: repeat the last sentence
Day one: my dearly beloved
Day two: fuck taxing, let's decapitate
Day three: he was a man of few words
Day four: all lies
Day five: oh, my futuristic fetish
Day six: peak of anxiety
Day seven: how could they?
Day eight: I think I'll have a spiritual awakening
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Slave to the Grindr
02:37
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Late night hunting for nothing
Spasm and smell
Like a new friend
And a mask made of clay
I become the word
A one-eyed old lady
Laughing through the flames
Screaming horror poetry
In execution labs
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The horror nesting on my chest
Fractured recordings of a pounding heartbeat
A screeching high frequency piercing the skin
The dark glowing on your bones
In love with carbon monoxide
I'm anointed
A slug with a crown of salt
Crawling and crying all over this meat
The flies, they never left
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Horatio and Abdul
02:49
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What insects do when they sense danger
A blink, almost mechanical
Some resemblance
Something to cry for
And the lines, they go forever
What was your picture of the future?
Author unknown
Enough syllables for a healthy meal
And a trip to the floor
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This is not working
Sounds falling nowhere
Like a rat in a maze
Misguided by a familiar voice
The shapes we drew when we were blind
All in black and white
Such a well performed drama
Not one limb intact
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Lips on bricks
A ritual initiation
Crying manifestos into the flames
Borders traced in ash
Political innuendo is lover under will
Our place dissolves
A steady diet of bleach
Becoming vulture and hammer
And buckets full of gore
High on media-fueled paranoia and weed
Feeding on everything
Perspective be damned
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Sonic mistreatment and queer negativity.
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