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Inside Juggernaut Jaws

Tied to my own private post

Blindfold tight

Cigarette lit

The firing squad is armed and aimed

Imaginary bullets inside invisible guns

A cigarette would be my last meal(if you knew)

Everything with eyes closed, closed, closed

OPEN

Whoosh. pause. Through-the-wall-bass

Whoosh. pause. C-minor Chord

Whoosh. pause. Whoosh.

A cat would be nice

Prune fingers

Laugh is different almost every time now

Heart-good-but-bites-strangers(i’ll put a sign around my neck for legal purposes)

Everything with eyes closed, closed, closed

I let you all climb in 

Through the right ear

To have a good look around

See the colors

Talk to each other

Find and lose and Find and lose

I give up ownership

Because I don’t believe 

OPEN

In time