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I Never Heard Such Fuck
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who’da thunk that i’d been thinkin’ ahead
never once or twice or thrice counted on this one thing
to play itself and pull the curtain
it’s so certain that
i never heard such muck
maybe the research teaches the search
never bothered researchin’ all the poisons that make up the earth
and who’da thunk what i been knowin’ would
widen the gaze and reach for the curtain
‘cos i never heard such fuckin’ shit
fuckin’ radiation vibes are vibin’ me down
the treatment, the sound
feel’em pulsin’ from hundreds of miles away
but i never heard such fuckin’ shit
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Slip
02:21
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curbing compulsive tendencies to rely on ignoring the phone
putting a name to faceless shapes on the various parts of your lungs
what’s in a name? one in the same.
look for the best finger to point
shakin’ hands and
i’m gonna slip slip slip into something
something easier to stand
crawl into the darkest corner i know and cowardly pray i can stay
sullenly hope that all’a this shit will evaporate outta the way
GET OUTTA THE WAY
cutting the lights and bolt the doors
lock me away ‘cos
i’m gonna slip slip slip into some place
some place deep inside’a me
and tune it out
i’m gonna slip slip slip into something
something easier to see
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Early Resolve
00:57
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he came to terms with the situation
he’s onna bus
i wanna keep it on the terms of the situation
another puff another puff maybe one more puff
maybe one maybe two maybe couple-too-tree
another puff one more puff one more puff another
and it’s absurd notta reason or a drop’a logic
lookin’ up lookin’ down lookin’ right beside me
early resolve. i need it.
feelin’ i can beat the beat and the droppa the hat is exactly just that
it’s an early resolve. i need it.
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Look Out! For Outlook!
02:38
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make way for such and such
such is poetry and yeah, there, i said it
and i don’t remember much
along the lines of a life worth regret
and if i did, you could bet your final breath
that i’d just as soon end it
you putter putter putt
and drink the air from a plastic assistant
and now you’re tangled up
retrace your steps ‘round the bend you created
what we can’t touch is a nerve too deep to love
and to shallow to hate it
i can’t avoid it
the devil on my shoulder tappin’ rhythmically
with all the tantrums i’m composing
i’ll count to ten and put my frenzied self on hold
a lonely low for us
gaze through room and see a family sedated
i’ll turn it in enough
to kick the dirt onto life as we planned
won’t miss a beat ’til you drink your final breath of me
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And If There Is
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sweat, tremble, quiver and vomit and then just stop
first, we can target the problem and then just not
next, gonna change up the angle — prepare for drop
yeah, y’gonna sweat tremble quiver and
and shed and a’wither
flared up, it’s all i can think of, and think i will
suit up and get a head start on making up time, if you will
one thought i have for the moment, it doesn’t seem likely
but that don’t discourage
and if there is a way to transfer unspeakable pain
well i’ll take the brunt of it dead center right in the run of it
and if there is a chance we can chance it and
go and get it outta you
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Sean Eldon Chicago, Illinois
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