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weaned off of buccal exuberance
dimming the shades
day breaks, thens broke
close when 2 is up time mostly
closet translations by morgue-light's gristle
the glug dimmed tides of munchy after-thought
gay for the moon of fragment's worry
established body part worship services for nipple
all the numbers torn off flyer already
thin shots rang out
the face changed
one another an
other and slow curves stiffly emit
whether to puppy up
or go grossed
against vested triumph
curves leading there invite
like wading in huge balloons
greased up and concerned
about the sparks from the corner
black burnt swirl and electro smoky smell
on lowest setting through the salutes
the white flags till too much compiled
nature sets, marble arch digits, three lights through there
like the superlative superlative to eye
cat mix missing the cut shorn secare bingo
and shuddering tableaus endless new rehash but gripping
extremely well lit washed the spot
small tube smooth bungled towels
grows now try bug machine broadcast
small jazz sax vids Chet and Bill playing
"Thank Heaven for Little Girls"
whom chat with void prone too
what they ain't
so no yack for 24 hours
always smoking like an ode's grease
leaking through wax paper and foil
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