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The spinning turning of the summer earthhas strtched and wound the airinto a tight blue band aroundit's swollen girthDizzy and relentless the suffocated streetswind on and toil and soilsgasp their quick and tiny breathParched dry tongues scrape over reptile lipsand every word we speaksteams and crackles in the heatlizard still we perch upon the stonesmerging carved and curled this roughdry heat unfurls pervades the flashmarrow that once waxed now wanes the bonesHigh upon the skythe one unblinking eye pours downits slippery butter , yellow dropsmelting oily fire on our backsfingers without touchfell for reliefand every move we makestrains as if about to breaksomething has to give
The spinning turning of the summer earthhas strtched and wound the airinto a tight blue band aroundit's swollen girthDizzy and relentless the suffocated streetswind on and toil and soilsgasp their quick and tiny breathParched dry tongues scrape over reptile lipsand every word we speaksteams and crackles in the heatlizard still we perch upon the stonesmerging carved and curled this roughdry heat unfurls pervades the flashmarrow that once waxed now wanes the bonesHigh upon the skythe one unblinking eye pours downits slippery butter , yellow dropsmelting oily fire on our backsfingers without touchfell for reliefand every move we makestrains as if about to breaksomething has to give