I break the landscape
drink the landscape
on the brink
I scrap away, them shifty thoughts
blots appearing on my shirt
if it's not
blood i don't know
what it could be.
underneath the yellow
umbrella
can you read my lips
"No there all dripping away"
Why did i take that break
It was a mistake
pushing back the deep
dark velvet
scene.
I never wanted
you to be..
inside my head
get out
because i some
place
on my one
away from all the clout
two vanilla eyes come back
breaching next to me
reaching over these eyes
milky white limping
eyes
Licking brief cries
under the black light
denies
jeeze
Your home
didn't come out
squirted sunlight
in to our hives
what a surprise
go away
pay pay
pay
the day,
pull back and fire
I am not for hire.
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