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choke the motor with tanks on empty
come turn this water into wine
we'll have to improvise for fuel

climb the rungs of chimney smoke
to better fill our hungry ears
with harmonized songs of provoked fairy tales
where shingles serve as proof of residence
go ahead bite the fruit of prevalence

"honey let me get that off your lips"
"lets slip out of something more conferable"
"come with me i know the perfect spot beyond them trees"
"bend your knees the barbwire branches caught"

don't let flesh intervene
leave it to kerosene
"this is no longer home"


C-for-C
Reaching for the sun
one may forget
the feet which
ground him
Last edited by bigbirdfan at Jul 8, 2008,