UG Freak
Join date: Feb 2005
4,468 IQ
I came to in a corn-field the size of Rhode Island
Under veil of a confused, bobine stupor
Bleared vision through milkey eyes unable to bring form
To the nasuea of my current displacement
I tongue at the details of my destroyed pallet
The ripped upholstery of my cheeks
And all I taste is copper and battery acid
A thick, repungent sickness
All spilling between the spaces
Of my derooted gums
I wish I listened to my grandmother when she tolkd me
Never to talk to strangers.
I'm gonna drive all night, take some speed. I'm gonna wait for the sun to shine down on me. I cut a hole in my roof in the shape of a heart snf I' goin' out west where they'll appreciate me"

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