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something under my lower back
in fear fit gear shift imitating twigs
waiting in a blind air neon overpopulated freefall
watching my rip replace repeating
the seating arrangements for the end engagements
meeting reverse movements metal sheeting
the glass overdrawn sliding open and shutdown the human screenings
multi*plaques per square inch faulty tacks to let the tears in
the real dots micro’d by somebody psycho
fantasy of inspiration
mangling rendezvous and justifying your connections
sandwiched by overanxious like un*conscience past infections
land sing delicate lapse in collisions have to happen
they’re amazed in testing handprints

take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before
take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before

went with the dark tie against the pale nylon ?
had this immaculate state of mind and smashed it into you like mugs of sp*ce
had the after effects listen as taking it apart to see it’s fusion
it’s made too intense and formatted far too late
weighed it down in a way that the high wind stole it’s sides
excusing my manners ripping comments from the the tide that crumpled into colorform fragments
asterisk the little bits of permanent disarmorment
pavement chips hit me from all sides and they used to call that rain
still in this way i’m in the way explain that i went out of control in lane
fortune lantern spilling milling over that conclusion
take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before
take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before

fits range estranged laughter at the suffer after dinner mints
bring it’s rush speed of cyanide infestor
flame r*t*rdant tester
eden reading around like news flash on trains
swing shift reach but not without the forearm strains
sings it while i cleanse my yesterday filth and clock my now
forever nodding turned over leafs megaphones that make nice alarm clocks

take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before
take fathomatic shortwave
middle exaggeratic porthole
porthole*shortwave transistor
clarity like never before

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