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Motion without sound
Lacrimal, the threshold
Traversed and ghost seek
Close the door, close the door
My lock is second nature
She likes the quick caress
A skip, a beat, to face the corner
Luminescence on remote
[positioned for recovery
the spy of the chest
is my siren song tonight]
She is fatal, he is fetal
That's the way we learn mistakes
From the gravestone to the cradle
Beer don't go with birthday cakes
We start with "Let us consider a point"
From which the vessel shoots the cure
That everybody needs
But nobody really wants
Who woulda guessed?
I'm only half "M"
In the fight to spite "S"
And I cackle like a madman at the needle she presents
What, me nervous?
It's no joke, but a fluke
Juice and crackers, just relax
Stand up slowly, plasma facts
In a mute maneuver
My Jamais Vu-doo dance step
Takes flight from a spider bite
Riding the shortwave to UHF Hell
Where a three-headed redcap tolls the bell
"Am I dead?" mocks the sport in cool retort
To the lapses gone roaming
In my synapses through the gloaming
Then feeling for the helium
That floats away my cranium
I chase around these sterile walls
Like a superball
10 cc's IV Metrazol
Hides the wolf in the flock
Now, my accomplices, accessorize!
With a bandaid on a shotgun wound
Let's paint this town institutional green
Smoke and mirrors on a punchclock
Tonight we make the evening news!
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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity-
Lick it once and you suck forever.
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Lullaby
