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someday you will ache like I ache (arm Tiffany)
its no wonder vodka is the liquor of the masses
no nice charcoal or juniper or herbs or nothing
just etoh 40% and water
that dont freeze in the microwave
johnnie come home- american cheese and ketchup sanmmch
hangs his shoes up to dry in the recliner
spuds chaser lounge hide from a beast with double s shaped back somewhere- where notes squeezed under tables, wrought iron furniture- sundays- sundays in grammar school summers- black and white pool like in raging bull- mere tricks, but these notes, this music piped under into it a little jangly, like twee pop with that nineties high fi production
is it a mystery
you tell me
but you wont
tell me
what will be the next art glass factory of record
you
who will work at their docks- unpacking plastic that leeches into any exposed dermis- scanning and assorting a database that grows and grows without audit- and finally taking it some place to be wrapped again- stored on shelves- when there are no more department stores- no more places- no where to get a drink after work
and if i were to go
what
what would i have in common
recognize the confederate flag and thats all
oh but thats what they been sellin us
of course we dont unionize
your aesthetic standards are shit
universally between two sticks in a matchbook
call the manufacturer
limited time
free!!! EXPEDITED shipping
exclusive lines of credit- sharing nothing
if not on faith then on slavery
i hope for the transcedent but the academy rapes ladies
how could you even recognize it- must not be so transcendent afterall
