mauve and taupe in faded bright day
this plastic trash samurai's uniform decay
stabbing coke cans by the highway
as clouds scoot by and play
battered by blasts from passing traffic all day
maintain internal polarity while floating in space
charm them with your talent and remarkable grace
effervesce silently evaporate... all waste
turn all the lights away from this repulsive face
ticking rage away within timidity's suitcase
en las mesas juntos a la ciel
vive una cabeza mas elevada de dos mil
si que ese craneo vive bajo nos piel
asi ahora hora pegamentos como la miel
slide back in and pull the lever
transfer the click to bone
ripples outward from the temple
like calm pond after stone
nothing limbic is so simple
feed a cold and starve a fever
damaged goods to true believer:
If she's abusive, leave her
Friday, December 10, 2021
Dessication Station
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