Thursday, July 19, 2012

in the glass


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in the glass

up the street, cracks go in between
the intricate future / the furious past
look up look down sky to ants to fast pants
i tap these steps with shoes and hips

the beat there goes
the beat there went

the mean streets of this white place
can't run, breath back
there i pause, here i laugh
sometimes sing this place so green
it's spring and it's spring and

boom click, click click boom click, click click boom click, click click boom
little keyboard solo
boom click, click click boom click, click click boom click, click click boom
little guitar dance
boom click boom click boom click boom click

and boom
this is my boyfriend this is my jam
you got this

head phoned half assed shit talking winding way
going forth, walking over
stepping past, nothing broken

past the popping flowers horns honking bright windows
there's the white eyed contact, there's the whispering shames
the microscope the macroscope
mirrorscope the mirage

shake shake shakeshakeshake
shatter shatter doesn't matter
(solo)

5.24.12

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