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Histamine
04:11
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Monday: same refrain
Gushing like a rusty sore
Wise water cuffs my ears
Tears again, shame above
Histamine
My soul curved towards the ravine
I'm surfing surface tensions
Wednesday: same again
Stagnant. I'm paused, of course
Semaphore, Beachy Head
Smoke signals, last hurrah
Histamine
My soul curved towards the ravine
I'm surfing surface tensions
When the worst comes to the worst.
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Silvatici
03:53
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Dense and speechless darkened morning
No rest, no food
Drained and feathered
Lassoed and strung through the heart
Holding arms
Storm overwhelm
The fog runs.
Three return the stars to find me
Colder
Three return the stars
Two novas and a wild silvatici.
The crowd descends
Bustling outside and in
With a buffet of stifled pain
The hero releases a dangerous percentage
Holding arms
Storm overwhelm
The fog runs.
Three return the stars to find me
Colder
Three return the stars
Two novas and a wild silvatici.
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Sickling your cells
02:36
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Cider semolina dramas
Stuck in my teeth
I'm a rabbit on the run
Hold your gun, son
I'm a turkey molester
So sick and tired, so sick and tired
But I'm greedy.
Maybe you should run, son.
You flail, blame, hard done to, but I'm sickling your cells.
Please don't look at me
No, go
Don't contact me
I'm fired up like a tired goat man boy
Take a moment, my brain swells
I'm lost.
Maybe you should run.
You flail, blame, hard done to, but I'm sickling your cells.
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Swollen bee
Lame, dense, and dry
Curdle glee
I won't soak my boots in your love
Old unrest
My chemicals and wiring need a punch in the face.
Each day is a wonder
But all I see are sharks from below.
Each day is a wonder
But all I hear are screams from the well.
Manic sloth
Lone wood ape
Ruin joy
I won't soak my boots in your love
Old unrest
My chemicals and wiring need a punch in the face.
Each day is a wonder
But all I see are sharks from below.
Each day is a wonder
But all I hear are screams from the well.
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A history of anaesthesia
03:18
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Lost my mind in 1347 as the plague advanced to meet Marseilles.
Lurching tavern, home for midnight.
Lost my mind in 1447, a major fire destroyed Valencia.
Drinking mead I stumble homeward.
Hold my hand.
Please crush my fingers.
Lost my mind in 1547, Henry VIII of England dies.
Skipping lunch and lying prostrate.
Lost my mind in 1647. The puritans banned the Christmas feast.
May this ditch allow my slumber.
Hold my hand.
Please crush my fingers.
Hold my hand.
Please crush my fingers.
I wanna feel the pain.
Hold my hand.
Please crush my fingers.
I need to feel the pain.
Lost my mind in 1997, Heaven's Gate commit their final act.
On and on and on we stumble.
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Tim Islander Newman Peacehaven, UK
I live by the sea. I play guitar. I sing. I feel older than I am. I look older than I feel. I am tired. I am anxious. I am lucky.
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