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We could not sleep, high
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quilted disarray and everything we ever lost we had gained - coming in fast and ^
Crashing thunderous bellows, the lads and school boys bustling chain link and wood
chipped baseball fields and candy eyed romantic eyes for the longest hair.
Flashing in the arms of morning, brewing awakenings for the limber and taught kids leaning
out of the bed extending, mind craving, the coffee of a whole third world keep the first world show on
stage -
How the trip.....
walked up stairs in sleepy afternoons and rubbed its hands together,
pulled all the drawers open successively bashing, loud, crashing, thunderous -
Wearing out...
Sit down. playing chess, riding the trains to and from town -
shuffled through the marbled hallways with slick shoes shuffled slick, tweed, staples clack, phones
hang up and ring again. Out the window the poodles hair do and dog don't disobey -
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Write me a song -
show me how you know that bird -
pin - point what you cannot say -
what are you afraid of?
Awake of the coffee, silt brown tongue -
toes wiggling - naked - abundant - sharing -
curse the blessings and bless the turbulent curse of blessings
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