Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Tulip Snot

Dreams a by product to waking time is an eye sore with ripped cognitive repeats
The wrestling match with Wild Bill about who's going into the particle collider or little box that shoots your innards skyward or how about the journalist from Beijing cooler than cobra rock and roll sultry lips lemon to chase her down.
Magnetic monopoles vaulting the deep blue blood weakness I don't even acknowledge your loan of high interest rates I'll toss the foundation on my fore skin.
Dry detergent air one way to keep the cleaners on tumbling fabric shirts wind blown like some rabid brush and the toddler shaved me.
All tickets sent for the riot fun and eleven thousand kisses on each vibrant stamp should get us offf but you know the cathedral and its cops impersonating cunt badge speaks in ridiculous tongues haddened down by stupid laws.
Kiss me you rebel for one last bolt of rubidium stranglets entangled hair revolt through time travel.
Our espionage is all about who gets to hold it togehter while the other is fleeing orgiastic waves of release drowning washed upon and wet.
The electric breaker pops no point in pushing the red button its already been decided karmic excuses of worthless fate works only for finance nothing else.
The bold rose peeling thunder sensitive to tongue extraordinary famished eye blinks and looks through you.
Have anything to hide besides the labels and categorical latin maybe an interesting dialect you created a while ago.
Barefoot print sand your walk on my body is tender with elaborated little creatures finding shade.
Pull my hair up into that cowboy hat I fought and killed for sticky thumb.
The drivers side is open for days and nights are exclusive
I can go anywhere with this God machine
and break the collapsible cushion into ?

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