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I watched your hands
she does not come from memory
a half burnt smoke
waulking wounded
after brushing smooth
in my world
lying here
snow catches wind
inside
luscious lollipops
the lies
how have I built?
I haven't firmed
things in passing
the cops are upset.
roll around
I have the same life
she is calm
initiated by a wish
I return to the fountain
I can walk farther
I have seen happiness lose
I play in the streets
in bed at night
come in my lounge
did you like my eyes
my life is too real
last night
devotion is not a habit
a parent
Funk is pain
leaving a week long trip
does art imitate life?
mattie
I finally threw our picture away
I feel like an old doctor
her nails on my side.
I will take my muse's advice
the formal business words
the lawn sprinkler
deferred life plan
I share courage
Honey Bear
she held a small finch
not stopping
I don't eat well
a flight of stairs to 3am
my fingers are cut up
as a man
be careful what you pretend to be
the cat finds life
why are you so afraid
sniffin glue
today i began the summer
times i feel
I spent most of the night
I am a lover
phantasmal fluff
I'm leaving Sacramento
adorable face
the sun rose
i cooked

 



DJ Stereoslave a resident DJ at the Stammheim in Kassel, Germany has mixed together some beats and an amazing vocal track using some of my words.

Check out an mp3.

Here's the original poem.

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