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Unknown, you're the only one I can talk to Unknown, I await your observations Unknown I present to you my used up mind Saturated on caffeine and digital video Were it not for your rock and roll energy I would be enervated thoughtless An obsequious syntax of action Twists the lift into drag Do you die because You have to or because You saw everybody else doing it first? I bought my own imagination I paid top dollar An exorbitant calculus whose decelerating Rate of change was always a curve away Unknown floated me through the blood neon whiskeybars Entrails of city meat Here in the middle where A weedy lot may go untouched I was hoping she would know But I have to be true Forgive me whenever I wish I had four ears What can I think of true to say? |
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