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Sunshine... blooms

Then I'm fucked again

Echo that same old song

Certain past the ego

Certain expansion of the self

Meatbreath tomb

Pistil whipped up pollen

Vining sturdying the grooves

Fresh plow

Upon the ventral side again

And lube down

The american dustbowl

Growth... flowering

Wall to wall

You'll fucking hate me...

I'll find the words to fuck you up

Meantime tired of the tilling

Just tired...

Core ripened... core ripened

Can't waste it

Stamen lacks the stamina

Until she blooms again...