"you have a body of melting memory, & at the
slowest pace, the most random places are
now your home, so please take this number
down, please take this stone, please
shatter your reality & reality is all you'll ever
own
you blew through the ages, timeless imagery
imagining a cost to your freedom, a reason for
perplexing dreams - now it's your turn to run
away in this maddening forest of urban storms -
you've crushed empty sidewalks w/ cemented
grins, you've pushed all magnolias
from such green fields,
now let me in.."
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