raiding your parking lot like panty hose got holes
clouding centrifugal sensory forces
to meet and maim the darkened ocelot
the past in folds like gold jewels adorn the nose
a rasta rouse / a crime between me and you
a riot
a matchstick from ballerina orca stitch pirouette
an orchestra slung drunk heavy in the wings
we can get this bird to fly
it just ain't done being built yet
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