why do you do this dickie? do you know how hard it is to try and read this whole thing when you hafta close and open it to avoid stupid fascist teachers?
and it won't ever be finished clocks like this don't come and go they are measured we pendulate finding crime to culture spreading angels like [butter? no no no cliche.] like smothering lovers cringing under bloody blankets we wait for the killer to find our beds I realize we aren't even there yet and I can see the roads ahead (you&i spread over the front seat of a buick skylark our lives tossed in the back and our loves so full dripping out the cracks in the windshield we got it we got it we're gettin there soon] there's still many moons between the sheets to share I can't hold back I can't see clearly how fawns flip and dodge grenades of poetic fraud I spin and toss 'nonsense,' I grin 'at cost' let's make 'em pay all we're due by diving and barreling through fuck and smoke and drink and sweat and touch and roll and fly and drive passing out in arms held hard and felt soft showing them all how it's done by two beautiful messes ready to run and laughing as we arrive. [leaving less love in our dust]
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clocks like this don't come and go they are measured
we pendulate finding crime to culture
spreading angels like [butter? no no no cliche.]
like smothering lovers cringing under bloody blankets
we wait for the killer to find our beds
I realize we aren't even there yet
and I can see the roads ahead
(you&i spread over the front seat of a buick skylark our lives tossed in the back and our loves so full dripping out the cracks in the windshield we got it we got it we're gettin there soon]
there's still many moons between the sheets to share
I can't hold back
I can't see clearly how fawns flip and dodge
grenades of poetic fraud I spin and toss
'nonsense,' I grin 'at cost'
let's make 'em pay all we're due by diving and barreling through
fuck and smoke and drink and sweat and touch and roll and fly and drive
passing out in arms held hard and felt soft
showing them all how it's done by two beautiful messes ready to run
and laughing as we arrive.
[leaving less love in our dust]
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