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There is a cup
of precious
water
filling the dying
house plants
with exhausting
cold life
drowning
the sweet soil-
each black grain
you will see.
And it isn't
the way we tickle
these rolling grey
bellies
on black nights
like red wasps
and crawl into bed
like fat, sick
larvae
gelatinous
and deaf until a
hot yellow morning.
of precious
water
filling the dying
house plants
with exhausting
cold life
drowning
the sweet soil-
each black grain
you will see.
And it isn't
the way we tickle
these rolling grey
bellies
on black nights
like red wasps
and crawl into bed
like fat, sick
larvae
gelatinous
and deaf until a
hot yellow morning.
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Stan Getz/Joao Gilberto
Jamie Cullum
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J-Dilla
A cup of water, that is to say, a person. The house plants I.E nature we water I.E a common human habit--exhausting life--making a natural occurence I.E nature happen as if a commodity.
It isnt the way we drive on freeways like ants with wings and venom (wasps) and crawl into bed full of rich food oblivious I.E deaf to the rest of the world.
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