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Shere Kahn
(Sample from Sing-A-Song). "You can come, I'll leap right over. Any day you like. System 605, Union 91". . (Aesop). I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side effects.
Save Yourself
Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb. Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer. Kill the populace for civility, jeopardy's a stickler. Its bob and weave amalgam played the falcon to your fixture.
Saturn Missiles
If you step on the lawn I keep the foot. Peep, in the pot go 6 degrees of cooked geese. Boiling, blitz the beach of mushed peas. Over 10 meat hooks with a blister each.
Same Space
Killings reflect the destiny of the village. So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage. See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain.
Ruby '81
July 4th 1981,candles of a Roman ilk. Unloaded from a chevy truck. Into the home her folks had built. Patio was charcoals and extended fam in folding chairs.
Rings
Used to draw. Hard to admit that I "used" to draw. Portraiture in a human form. Doodle of a two headed unicorn (it was soothing). Moving his arm in a fusion of man made tools.
Racing Stripes
There is a bowl cut template mapped with a billy can. Mega morn scissoring a topiary lego man. Mini-ramp cowlick. Good ship snot nose. Lap rain water out of pigeon hill potholes.
Rabies
Hey warm cider, barn full of spiders. Orange moon, starry night, particle exciters. In a pageant rivaled only by the origin of fire. Now add an organism from alternative environs.
Prosperity
sulking and bulking a half. sulking a laugh crash test. figure the mixtures digging up his last breath. grief leaf thief briefly turned chieftan. the tapwater is on the waters off the waters leaking.
Oxygen
I'm twice born, once and seven something. Once is the resurrection of honorable function. Been shoveling a coal as the engine's doctor. Long enough to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture.
One Brick
I start my city with a brick (one brick). Then add another brick (two bricks). Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels. I ain't no great Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes.
Ny Electric
[Verse 1:]. I cut the ropes, breathe fresh puddles of pidgeon blood and smoke. Load bazooka, scope the culprit hulks over a broken hookah. Got rebel camps with siphons amped to cookie cut the wattage.
Numb (to The Guns)
(News Reporter). Atop the news this evening *static*. This just in *static*. . Thanks, bob. (helicopter sounds, gunshots in background) due to extreme technology advancements, I'm able to report to you live here, from what military officials are calling a 'hot zone.' As you can see and hear, I'm right in the middle of the battlefield. Our pentagon regulations asked us that we are, uhh, to stay towards the, uhh, back of the unit. But let me see if I can bring us a little closer so you can see exactly what's going on...*explosion*.
None Shall Pass
Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist. Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol. What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly. Not enough young in his lung for the water wing.
No Splash
January, I fell to the cobblestone. In April, I cut little paper flowers. In August, I drank cold tea all my lonesome. In October, I was introduced as coward.
No Jumper Cables
Burn train buffers. My fancy. Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies. Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident. Never give a fuck how far Pi went.
No Regrets
(jo ask her // hey lucy come here // hey ayes cut it out yo. haha / lucy // she didn't here you yo ask her again// let him alone yo. how old are you // haha // just let him alone b // low // lucy come here.
No City
(for want of a nail the shoe was lost). (for want of a shoe the horse was lost). (for want of a horse the rider was lost). (for want of a rider the battle was lost).
Nightlight
Voice: "Day turns Night" x8. . (Aesop Rock). Night Light suckas.. Put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation. I did invent the wheel, in a previous generation.
Mystery Fish
Tech support, feral army. In a cave on a failed bed of terra-forming. Four corners of paranormal. Get shorn for a thermos and pair of thermals. In a warehouse air where his dairy curdles.
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