Tuesday, October 16, 2012

can you feel the weight of paris leaning on you, crutch

double dutch
faster
Gigaton Stereo-Blaster
master ride on the syblls
dance faster
1.1 nuclear forest rearer, aKashic sequel
more bucks than the beavers
now that's how it's done
no equalizer,
no equal
not Greztky, Not Pan, Can't Touch This
dance more
restore yourselves in the fireflight
dance
slow it down
get your pants off you find the rhythm
you lose pants, not respect.
little faster
ya, that's it
ya, right in the road
stop quit
spit it
thank you

no franco bars bikini bandits
now that's sick.
might get terry to shoot me
might get samsung to root me
might snarl beneath a toothy grin
Now you can feel the fire that dwells within
tigers

you wag the dog.
i make it spin.
holier than yeat's perigrin
higher than velocity in the distance.
slow thighs dance to Ra again
not perishin'
despite the thirst

so g ry to hate me
cause you can't
get them pants off
faster
dance
or die tonight
now that Tops Spin
wizardry is blistering
tonight
again
freedom wins
again
tonight

cherish him
on a requiem
for the life of dreams that do not end
you would suspend bliss if you did Not say amen try o ty his. Ahem.. To This.

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