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I seen the moon led up against my death bot

ay there

                         the windows down
as if this fur
is looking at us full speed
it makes
my echinacea
& elders on surveillance
even know the sounds grew up
for a cup of coffee
watch them

             from a small raspy speaker 

         like avocados—

with a note on it scribbled & crossed off 

some of their

      sober cars

like you
shine skyway

           we gonna
distill the high

what about to collide

after soaking our feet in the roads ended then though
  

get too far

                           the old take bayside me 
I know the taster—I got a whirlwind
of death & light

   Campbells of a cop
but what every social media network
to collide

 Is curving

Yeah I mean I know if he’s fur
he looked me like a wildfire face

   but while I write

like jalapeños—

      “in the whole focus off the times…”

                         rippling

for once around

       giggling lost

I like kites overlooking the time

       of sucking our shoes                                                   

 to bounce tan driftwood righter jeans
I could
                                                     tethered by the ground like quiet fights


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No power in the moon 

   

                                                  we could
                                                  nowhere
                                                  the holes
                                                  behind
                                                  whoever
                                                  spat out
                                                  of water
                                                  on its
                                                  papa

                                                  nowadays
                                                  you look good
                                                  looks like a wind
                                                  glowing down world.
                                                  She knows, cars,
                                                  she’s just passed


                                                  the tide of me







                                                  .

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  An excuse

    fucking paste it
                               rippling

know it already happened

    they’re wrong—

we disintegrated off
Yeah

Into a warm hella far away

with an arrow

with rings

with his light you got a sacred ritual
                                  with dirty toes

It changes

The window just to set

          we’d rather

unfold on the brink as a transdimensional rootkit all tangled

 Like lovers old reckon I’ll keep it out
                   dirty feet

              —right there waiting

for the eye

functions as a body came animate boiling just yesterday 

so meet in the day
                     rippling

Is curving

                                                   Yeah

We made it never us
                                                  to the dead in these fluctuations 

“Seeing circles into me…”
“They had no us”

You’re more phonogrammed

                                    they shut it 

      up to us we didn’t believe them—

it could happen, no one listened, no one dark forest

    “You want to talk at you!”

                                                                                            Yeah

You’re going

twilight

lilac

and foam burns

off cried like a symbol
  we gotta give

 It opens

Particles end

                  for us
                 Yeah

We fucked me dead in

 But you bang its on

The rains come

 Is curving
                                inside of it

Who we are to their language

but I’ve got lost back home
           but the blink
     of sucking the glass dick
                                   we contact,

we made a plant

but I’ll keep it on the ocean

while

                          we had
   You need myself

How did I never believe through you

took off the brink

           Yeah

Why it wasn’t carrying our shoes

I’ll keep it never did

 Like love

with his other side

          in the cabin

“Look at you”

                            

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To know the toxic truth 

I need to show us as lab rats—


Who would see their hands as we jumped—

never know—


We were other


Retrace their home—

we tattooed ourselves—

we dead—

we tattooed a while surrounderstanding—


          chomple of the bus stop speakerbox

disconnect neon highlighter


We knew then as we pondered if it was the way—

the both right blue

                        that half the wall—

it didn’t need to spew lava

but you though

others corrupted up against my bare chest

it’s six



 peel your name

              lake


                                                         A girl lost the fire

burning glass


                                  the door open window with a mountain lion— we

                                         them

in a different 

                                            that’s dead—

we cancer of highlights . .


Words that too will be

vested—

extractal

gently into nowhere

                                            dries up

everyone out

& do the sewer that no longer means—

we evaporated

while we rested—


We were back seat of the sat still—


Prefabricated to be made

she closes her pink tentacles coiling under the back

                                                      no one knows but could go

like misterioso being in the white hot metal

gently into their eyes and slaves—

we ride

she said Where to?

melting lost in the grimy gutter

into my voice

sawing carved notches 

her clit beneath the bed intravenously—

we wall—

we never keep inside 

this nothinner

like could have an arrow

with a flag pole

pink as a ponderosa

the boxes of my head looking for us—


They tricks on you

    plunging

     they were once skin—

ever against my bare cruising 

under the wings of clay—


We forest— never to wear mask on the road


you thought refuge

under to see themselves tween

                                   I’m in half then as you


How many will be

vested in their frigid body

naked on the boys

to a memory

            cold

to the ride


 peel your river playing

our finger wait

at the cold

         the ground—


Nothing nowhere to?





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Blueprints for a dream catcher

I figured out
        why they made dream catchers
        with yarn
                                          while I was
                 pinch ‘n’ rolling my
     morning balls


          the daddy long leg
                       spun the web                      I slept
                                                             in the corner
                                                    below ‘er

where it caught the dead that flew confused
vacated
leaving the thin sail waving
with the embedded dead
all wrapped up soft
undulating thinly clinging to the tetrahedron
on walls with silk curves that hold

they think you’re
          just sitting there
                                useless
                                and scary

                                                           O how little
                                                some trickle

the masks
revolving
on your back

precognitive dreams
           in an infinite
wave like soft flags
because of the embedded dead
left waving       thin                  you were doing something
                                               somewhere else
                                                we had something in common


                     precognitive dreams
                 in an infinite

                  spider webs                         undulate soft

Geosmin 7

                                    Pterodactyl tips 
meeting virtualized
 environment 

                                  Created a Yosemite 2.0
         yarnball snowyowl
 test airport flow
                                      greenpacket release

                                        Transfering python
                   quarkmatter weeping
 angel

                                                    Detailed notes
                                                regarding smart tv
weeping angel

    Cotton candy gyrfalcon
                                                            crucible hive
                               bald eagle beesting
                            injection

                                   Retrospective sparrowhawk
          personnel umbrage
                 keylogger escalation

                                         Wipe locked persistence
                                             stealth shouldersurfer
                                                             time stomper

                New source tradecraft
        basic forensics flash
      bang magical mutt

      Fight club taxman
      rain maker fine dining
      foxit hijack

                            Hammerdrill how-to
       doxygen error munger
                                                         frogprince tools
      candymountain grasshopper

      Magicvikings anthill galleon
      assassin hercbeetle hornet


cascade






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                  it would be possible


      to create a crystal


                          breaking an equivalent symmetry
                  in time the same way
     that a crystal breaks
symmetry in space
—he thought

mulling over—musing—

turning fresh pages just to hear it—

feel the nice folds go out of and into their place

                   the first time it was theorized

we ate them like eggs from the rooftops


          Higgs’ hairy hand
reached out of whiteout
                conditions to give up
         this punctured spacesuit of alarm bells
  you could touch into a warm mute

                  the time regularity
would be somehow dormant
                         hidden from view like a dragnet
                                               adding a little energy
                                                       would unveil its

                                  hyperspace

this solved the paradox of perpetual motion
                     (see you tonight)