and think
you can
have you a
slice
of my everything
here
that is
super nice
the work I put in
the kinetic spin
aliens
becoming friends
all of a sudden
you sit there
and determine
my
and speculate
deliberating
your nonsensical
sense
of platter
that is a part of your own attire
projecting unto me
your sudden
epiphany
these beliefs
you ricochet
trying to block
get in my way
oh hell
that would never be a day
cock back jerk slap
with a side of whip cream
making no sense between your seam
all part of the unseen
cryptic
blowing wind into these trees
prepare
for
Halloween
winning leagues
bets on me
Loaded
Dreams
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