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Maybe gravity?

My hair curled all straight and wavy

Sh!t cracks me up, sh!t cracks down

Quaint random spells float faintly

A new around intellectual dawns

Delicious mediocrity sprinkled

Upon beamed aspirations too well done

Burnt by laughter

Sand upon steel

Upon sky

Upon surreal

Thermostat shone one zero ahead of four

Wind soulfully dejected

Bad foot hit the floor

The roles we relish

The world on fire

Water, water, blind desire

Forgiveness is an illness

Light up a bulb too far

The sun waits for atonement

It cries another star

Soil churned and drenched

The soul of our consciousness lies in the mess

Parody, tragedy, comedy

All points of a different view

High voltage outlets, so many, so few

A rash of indifference plagues this page

A cut of a certain sensation gives life to my veins

And another one

Add another one

Sweet, so soft

So low, imagine, delight

In colors uncontrolled

A crowd without a show

A winter’s past without snow

A silver crown, gleaming without a king

A lover’s vow without a ring

I prefer poison to straight up deception

At least I can taste what you think

Make a last meal out of what you feel