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We're laughing over lore.
Still talking about a stream of smoke in the head of a tank, swimmingly bored.
Swimming in monotony. in ponds where our knees scrape the bottom.
And still, we the surface.

We our boredom to the lights.
Spoiled the city. Blind to the ocean. to the heavens.
a shut in symphony with memory's masturbation.

I've it out.
to be a spoiled child.
A in the eyes of forever.
I knit the fire. I stared the mirror.
A prisoner to the past. A to the present.

Put your glass. Don't raise a toast to your slaving bloodline now.
Come to life. Walk the to Judah, tonight.