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Head in my hands, stacatto colors grind and mesh.
Ginger snaps against the bittering agents unresolved dust.
A symphony of quiet contemplations throwing out ideas inside the box.
Nicotine, Bluetooth tobacco controllers.
A crown royal rope. Small and smooth.
It's whatever you can get away with.
Smearing scat on the walls.
Spewing scat on microphone.
Good best better bad worst.
It's Art.
A price tag for your convictions, lies and love.
Nitpick progress, It always will be is.
Chemical creativity boasting and snapping broken bolts.
The runner forgot the marker.
The synapse is incomplete,
2 cognitive bits over the eyes in a photograph.
Ferns with black dirt.
White sugar sand, hot and sweet between the toes.
So the radio station is made for the female of the 16 to 30's demograph.
Jewel advertisments, Cancer centers, Kia cars.
90's contemperary rock mixed with the new sludge.
Mmm... nice thick sludge.
God Damn, this collection of words is...
"...It always will be is..."
I love that line! - allets -