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  • Babylonian hues on my wheeled cube

    97 Honda Accord looking bronze age hoard, gold and wood Knew I was gonna be it someday, was always lit; did what I said I would I’m listening to Lord of Shadows and Goldenwood Cruising around the hood hood up, seeking gold I can touch Windows rolled down, asking passers are they good; Do they…

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  • Tactics: racking up yack in a ramshackle jacks

    Ford contour Heading out to about 20 bars, like a crust punk band going on tour Jacks left to ruin and rack, smells like a sewer Doesn’t stop me doing up the racks, sue me Rich now but wore rags Covered holes with patches, wore greys once-blacks Some shit I bargained for, some I stole…

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  • Her skytracing finger is the pointer whose pauses rename stars and planets.

    Smoking citrus, Christ Looking Christly, came back around like a Dionysus But this time more icy, like goodbye to the dinosaurs Who liked their weather more nicely Drive myself but I’ve got guys who could drive me, five Five star chase if I like it but low key today, seeing sights Looking fine, arm tanning…

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  • The tree in the field that feels instead of me.

    Found that tree whose every snaking branch Represents a member of your esteemed family, a loathful plant, And by my hand was it rent and rooted out. Each limb I cleave Means that one more is deceased One by one, steadily you’re bereaved Until my spurned pride is retrieved I do not remember what started…

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  • Acura Integra 1995

    A cure for integrity embedded into the mesh of my pipe Viper green ride, Acura Integra 1995 With yellow bee stripes down the driver side In the passenger guy in a black Slazenger jacket Chin like Liev Schreiber, on a ridealong We’re coming up, going up the Khyber Fearless, tiger eyed eyeing up other tigers…

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