buttermilk sweet smell
in the range of night
eat giant birds for dinner
all is well in the cave of uncertainty
Please drink of the end of the world
all the kings horses and all the kings men
raise up your hands and stretch your mind
in the end all inspiration lifts
call to the beast of burden
clamor at the sight of dancing
up in the sky dark clouds are heavy
in the dark shamrock succubus
angels listen while the first rambling
of the greater flight
eeks out of unfamiliar territory
towers loom - the crab must find the path
but the riptide sucks you under
enter the orange sips
organic system wind grateful
shooting star
always be conquer swiftly
purple eyes again
sanctuary - peace - grace
all turn on nothing
spin aimless
does the sphinx know?
use the rifle tangent
in the morning wonder face
the needy with personal discrimination
clouds sink the waffling instant
can the people see under
nothing ramble fool
in the grapefruit sunrise atop the volcano
wish to see lava
but the buddha is covered in pumice
on the black beach
a horse with no legs
I sit on the rocks and draw
play the game
return to the debauch
lick the sweat from her forehead
she had her leg over mine
injustice as he told her not to stay
next bus ride with a smirk
dinner spaghetti ring around the rosie
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