compacted awareness...gems flattening...long streams of resin tools...kool system of destine wax sculpt...drums tongue and wave slapping...the feel of horses long before horses enter the scene...molten tar stud dead w/bones and glass and the teeth of women...veins filled w/existance...beyond race gender baptism mathmatics politricks...assassinating rhythum...c-rude transcending...soul-r energy in the shape of a laughing pack of scarabs dressed in coats of milk armour...grace greased w/merc and henna...hair wires...neither the desire nor the ability to stop I plop on the bed pink electric immediate some human light bulb these bands around my neck should reveal what state I'm in...only history (gentle rocking mona lisa) seals...only histoire is responsible for the ultimate cannonizing...as for me I am truly totally ready to go...
sonic klein man its me my shape burnt in the sky its me memoire of me racing thru the eye of the mer thru the eye of the sea thru the arm of the needle merging and jacking new filaments new risks etched forever in a cold system of wax...horses groping for a sign for a breath...
charms. sweet angels---you have made me no longer afraid of death.
sonic klein man its me my shape burnt in the sky its me memoire of me racing thru the eye of the mer thru the eye of the sea thru the arm of the needle merging and jacking new filaments new risks etched forever in a cold system of wax...horses groping for a sign for a breath...
charms. sweet angels---you have made me no longer afraid of death.
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