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| Wrap my arms around the air Makes it warm and fuzzy to the touch Without identifying it You could call it "semisolid" Just enough to hold, to obsess Become an obsession of mine I left something in an abandoned apartment Something solid on the cheap carpet Something valuable Something missed Without a name Semisolid That's what I am A mass of color and scent Warm dark color and sweet scent Better described as musky Semisolid I'll leach onto anything Anything solid Trying to figure out how it works Why it's not a desperate mess like me Turn the sprockets and the wheels Devour the insides and try to make it work for me Cause I'm semisolid baby Come closer And tell me Just how solid are you? January 2000 |
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