adjust you
i trust you
must yous be this way
undone from the tree tops
i sling slop
down at you
i frown and some laughter
beckens below
i can t grab the wrong shoe
the wrong way i doubt you
and then once above me
i set free the download
i scrub floors
and clean doors
and small windows about you
large glass eyes
behind me
and once
dabbed in the center
i enter
renenter
and then hide away
my passion inside
quiet and posed
shove
a dub rug
and slave off floors
of four
winter wetlands
and one
big old brother
the mother of all things
that lets rings
the me hive
o my hive
the bee hive
the free hive
the tree diving under
i sit down for one land
and let god give me slumber
become her
this number
one hundred
fortunes
five hundred
millions more
in store with weathered
figures and traded places
the mans stone faces
and plans of attack
lesson one
behave great one
you grand god
you true fraudulent
figures
and games played
and times wasted
when whats truly mattered is the simple demeanor
the femur of ferns leg
the way it makes men crave
the truth must behave
kill patrick
give a dog a bone hear
fucking listen
you dumb hound
getn down on your knees
and kiss the ground
let the sound ring
be heard from tall towers
i give wind and whistles to what women
what woman
dont flatter yourself
you jew
fuck you
be greater than great
paragogee
so proud of yourself
you ghost without lesson
you know shadow know not
go through to the door
in the middle
dead
and center
enter reneter
good
now behave
be one
i love you
we love us
8
thank you
pretender
goal tender
gold tendered
im on the right track
the pace glass
and intelligent
ambassadors
open doors
right through floors
to the other side
where im standing
against myself
walking on worlds winds
deep beneath
hope and sin
shut up you boy child
man cried out to stop you
saw through
the other
and decided to gold glove her
im might be offended goal tended
gold teneder
the lender was lost here
out of hope and fear
for the other
the mother
the brother of all times
for fathers son is a lesson
and times are depress in
when frought with true thought
thats all thought
and not in between
this obscene gesture
this place of confession
discretion be lost
will for that
all of us
when mighty arrows fly
from hearts that die
on the cross roads
of confession
when truth
is not god
but good things
will rejoice
in the heartland
the north and the south land
the place where the true hand
will light lions eyes
and burning forever
the skin full of leather
must measure up
now go away
cause
no one
wants to hear it
but can’t depend on your gods will
the thrills the shrills of your ghosts
blow me forever in the right direction
erectuion of mind and body and soul
this old spirit is near it
you hear it
you folks
no jokes about you
you saw through
without you
and thats new
so will let it slide
now you made me cry
dont you dare
let me die
and i untrie
the reasons that we
tie together
this white wisdom
leather
unfeather
the figures
of forest broght wisdom
ungive
and let tired souls
wander
the tried brains that must ponder
the deepness of time
i ryhme and the lines
that keep giving
un ginving
for giving
thanks giving
is all of us
from one till
beyond here
i let steer
intuition
and
frution unfolds
beholds
the fault fields of forever
the laced leather
the true measure
of man
and let wo man
besides you
its untru
and eleven is heaven
and twelvce
fuck twelve
unlest bequest
11
and
fuck
crushes on me
one be
and alone
see
that there is no one
know wisdom
wise dumb
this thick thumb
spells it out
four you
and in jest i peee
see it from windows
of piss
and the trance
that i stare through
this bare boo
this bottom of
time
the lines that are longer
the cocks that are stronger
than god
the frog
that once prince
and absinther
is a sinch
of the sphincter
queer
fucking queer
i steer clear
of nigggers alike
em
uhh hum
uh hem
jump stup
lump bump
scrump
pump
and lemons
just temp
temperature
temptations
nomclature
and fantastic elastic
bottoms
feet squarley on the floor
and just above the counter
revolutionary
fuck change
deranged gesture
of one thought
i bought a billion
one trillion
and then somoe
you fuck tard
retard
of thoughts puppet
chick a dee
chick a doo
da
da
da
and doors are wide open
some tokens
take time too
aquire
desire
and design
from within
the great sin
of a fortune
be warned you
i scorn you
its not
blue
but
greener
than midas
and golder
than god
grow
and growth
becomes you
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