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climb the firmament, quiet baby
through confiscated blood & talk-show laughter
sieve glass blossom aromas by the jail gate

be real again & perform
tarry eyes unforgiving
deserted years in stone
the nude epitaph

      all froth & flower cool
      mangled dresses & chronic vacations
      frowning visions for a cheating generation
      sin & chips
      mercy in crayon

betwixt wispy mountains, quiet baby
full of erotic ado & autumn blues
smells like cappucino & hometown jingle-jangle

be rich again & play
maimed angels telling lies
in this landfill playground
the blemished countenance

      all swords & fierce wind
      chestnut beginnings & trembling gun-folks
      compact dominions for a corner generation
      style au lait
      nothing in space

drown the price tags, quiet baby
hot defenseless twisting touch untamed
honeysuckle politics & paranoia on an escalator

be somber again & hear
northern rooms & car polish stares
the tracking tree boy

      all silence & shattered darkness
      spiraling particles & dirty self defence
      walking hills for a cargo generation
      naked in honey

      flowing with lies
      launched in to streets
      seeing the gestures
      eating the days

      flow over


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