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for 5/15/10

They lapse in judgment
when the shoe hits the head
you get all the acclaim for the moment
Rugs are constantly being pulled
Somehow, you are the center of the universe
and then the speakers get blown
You begin to enjoy English (Pirate)
The world is consumed by ships
All of a sudden, on this island
I smelled the freshly baked rhubarb
dances begin suddenly, end abruptly
A collapse of all sides
We keep coming back to the universe
Ideas for infinity
You get 00 tattooed on your wrist
maybe it was an 8
either way you speak of the olif
told me it was the concept of the finite
in infinity that is only concerned
with mind's eye
projected on the screen of perception