| AT THE DRIVE IN- ONE ARMED SCISSOR yes this is the campaigne slithered entrails in the cargo bay neutered is the vastness hallow vacuum check the oxygen tanks they hibernater but have they kissed the ground pucker up and kiss the asphalt now tease this amputation splintered larynx it has access now send transmission from the one armed scissor cut away, cut away banked on memory mummified circuitry skin graft machinery sputnik sickles found in the seats self-destruct sequence this station is non-operational species growing bubbles in an IV loitering unknown origin is this the comfort of being afraid solar eclipse black out the vutures as they wait dissect a trillion sighs away will you get this letter jagged pulp sliced in my veins i write to remember cause i'm a million miles away will you get this letter jagged pulp sliced in my veins i write to remember... |
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