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no title pleasei don't have enough hands for all the girls who want to hold one
not enough shoulders to be cried on

i only have one set of everything
and sometimes even that seems like too much
small angelsif my dreams swamp the healing beings
enraptured with changing small angels
i might stumble upright from my starry eyes

holy big tent revival in the mustard grass
healing beings gathered
in fresh bloodied furs
twitching animals lie dead

healing beings dance wildly frothing at the mouths
grown angels swish and grin and gnaw on small white skulls
honest angels just pass by on the highway just wander walk through
just dance and smile and speak softly of those demons
of those heathens of those good honest natures
of those saved souls

everyone dances
everyone cries
i stand choking on my dry cheeks
slipping on the halved animals ar
apoligies - sunshine twinklesapology
is
the sociopathic serenity
of someone being forgotten

sweetie is an endearment

these are new words to my vocabulary
not imitations, please believe me
i iron my clothes with the stink of ten days sweat
with ten days of old words with sweet stink
secretion ovation clap monkeys
clap dance clap dance
these are my words
my own possessions

but i imitate everyone anyway

i have no pain, i tell you
it is all a steady continuation
everything is... stale now
dry and scentless colorless
it's a monochromatic chisel
erasing and reducing
sensation into smaller portions
small carnal joys of disharmony
in the central stru
talismans of running meat
it's only five o'clock sunday but fuck it feels older, like barbed wire again
maybe i saw too many deer legs torn off on fences
as a child, when they tried to cross the barriers of their once terrain
maybe i wrapped my hands tightly around it once as an infant
toddler, child, pupa, in my formulative years.

smoke from the iron stove seeps from the vents
the wind is down drafting into here, i can't do a fucking thing about these winds, unlike the terrains the winds go wherever they please within our man made dividing blocks, a well placed gust takes down the old tree easier, it just makes the young tree grow sidewise across the earth bel
he yah oh he yah o hey yahyour dreams
cross
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