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you are a multi-talented eyeball of a human being
when the shit goes down you'll be the first to go
and the last to know, they say, but who are they
troubadours of past life, but is there any
that is, past living, you may be the killer dog
in this horror flick, american and slick
lost your mind to the werewolf population
that's why nights are so strange and morning
comes up all purple and pink with industrial pipes
this is the center of the world after all
the world going rank at tides bequest
the end of the road, and it really begins
now! the beginning of time again
knocked out by a tremendous blow and never come back
like jettisoned! she exclaimed. am a puppet
for all that is desire returns to ash &
that is in your mouth where the world speaks
and the world is one loud asshole
they we are starting all over again
as if we could be divorced from our nature
like shopping for toothpaste in a hardware store.