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Can’t stop honking on hydro-p because of its curative property
First blunt of the day before AM eight Takes tons getting me faded these days Tokes stoke to witch-ruining fervour The unmoving and wan flames Behind the grate of my face, It takes everything away. Once the fugue fades Everything is found to be back in its place.
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Daedalus of the famed pirate station playing us out today, as a whale-white sky fades to sin-inclined sable
Inventor like Stew New jewelled dual bong with bowls for two New couch so no shoes, don’t misconstrue the rules Don’t take me fool because I’m cool and generous with food I’ve got bags not midget gems Giants got my back no midget men Took ends now fidgeting endless Overstimulated my senses Crestfallen when I…
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So many bongs it feels like someone is squeezing my shoulders, and I’m perpetually stuck with the feeling that someone’s about to arrive.
I kept saying to myself, by way of justification, As if to say, in the long view, as God sees it: This is a phase Period concludes it like dying when you’re 12 This’ll end naturally, like the Planet Surely dopesmoking, getting high’ll, get boring, I’ll find something else Nothing specific, nothing formally planned, but…
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Was all my joy
I was walking through the garden Frost had the ground hardened Late Winter delayed starting Pondering my life’s constant stop starting, up down all around What Vasari would hardly term an artist I am quick to criticize but the back is mine where the scourge hits hardest Tired of being Trial’s favourite target Devising cunning…
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Upright Now
Nothing nice about sobriety Christ, I miss the highness When it rained, I realized my crown was made of paper It sagged, warped, then melted away, my pride faded I was getting faded daily Hacking up stubborn lugies then mortaring them over the railing Every day toking cutting down the tree of me The worms…
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