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this is how you create your own nightmare
by doing things you know are not becoming
more than slumming in your environment
but deepening the wound by hiding it
because knowing is sometimes dangerous
the plane crashes in the deepest water
but the body gets hung up on the reef
you know you are responsible for the skull in the deep
then you drift into a shallow sleep
breathing and not breathing
the strangling sound of a distant clarinet
the face of a baby clown
hi buddy been waiting for you all your life
he's grilling hotdogs outside the automatic doors
inside, the smell of air conditioning and meat.
high school sweat, the grief and guilt of masturbation
Mike the manager's a real asshole
to the bathroom to read the news & locate the two-wheeler
for the beer heist later on
when it's time to roll Kurt Needle's jeep
out at the lagoon