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A floor covered in spit and piss off the new guy for amusement comes cheap these days go one forever is the limit on you aren’t listening at all my ducks in a row harder through the dark waters and veil the woman for weeping within eyesight fosters all of my thoughts drifting out to land is cultivated get-rich-quick fantasies stirring in my head to knees reaction to what I forgot already eleven stitches hold it all together we are puke it up the way they taught you should know better by now I’m fixed in cellophane preserves everything inside is misplaced my hammer again with all the whaling gets louder near the mouth I could taste you yesterday was gone 24 hours ago I had it all fell through the cracks are multiplying quickly swept under the rug I’m standing on and off the top of my head got away with my mind followed my head to the threshold of real operations on TV does all the judging your god where he sits now I can breathe out it goes to return again….its bitter.