I lay my arms around you
Your ivory throat
does glow
Motion
You need a jolt
You've got to bolt
you're half-asleep
you need to
The silence is deafening
the moon's face is reddening
the heartache is
Another country heard from
Another circle broken
Another sentence uttered
Better
It's an eating machine,
you better get out of the way
Eating
I glassed a cast
up and down your body
And played a
I met your friend today
I think she seems OK
pretty
I'd like to be a part of your gifthorse museum
and
I woke up on a Sunday morning,
rolled over in bed
I
It's late November and we're walking around the town
with our
Worms did eat the apple of my eye
I reach out
You peer through your windows
into the depths below
Light rain coats
I once was a wombat
I lived in a tree
You were
I've got a secret
White lights and treatments
Dark nights bathed in
From butterscotch bubblegum
Green candy apples
and raspberry pie
To mud in your
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