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dinosaur roar!
02:30
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dinosaur roar!
people dying everyday (everyday)
meta-binge drinker
says it doesn't matter either way (either way)
sweating whisky in the sunlight
& the moral of the story is
why we are free
try to get an education
in the 50 years you have left
if you're lucky
capital & war
it's your right to murder
in the name of good
the irony of love & blood & terror
is it makes no difference
what you "should"
when i'm dying
bring a bottle to my deathbed
wanna die a little dull & drunk
let me laugh at all the faces
that are terrified of living
'cause this world is fucked
dinosaur roar!
people pissing on my chest
it's a windy day
so it's perfect for a
pissing contest
mine is flatter, mine is wider
mine is darker, mine is greener
than asparagus
mine is laughter,
i'm the master plaster-caster
weather wetter than a wedding dress
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i'll never be sober
01:57
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i don't think i can take it
if the world remains run by wolves
if we never beat climate change
then i'll never have children
but then, none of that matters
i've been depressed 1/5 of my life
i had a lover say i "look 35"
i got disease of the mind
& i know i'm not the only one
i know a world on fire loses all its fun
when you start choking on the smoke & ash
& i think we thought we'd get a second chance
fool you, fool me, fool him, fooled sheep
i think the wool got pulled over our eyes
& now we just pretend that we're surprised
i don't think i can take it
if the world remains run by wolves
if we never beat climate change,
then i'll never be sober
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so serious
the clock ticks & chimes
like the opening of cash registers
the bell on the front door of the coffee shop
the up-smashing clunk of the gate to the subway
nothing like jazz
nothing like sunshine
rubber tires on asphalt
& v's & z's & r's &
hissing breaks reach me
through a single door
it's all so serious
friday morning
nothing like the park
nothing like the ocean
no, forget the park
the park is serious too
serious like four chairs
around a square table
but home many chairs
does a round table deserve?
--a seat for everyone, & anyone
with three friends;
round tables are for kings
especially poets
don't take away my rainclouds
don't make them serious too
don't change your face for dreary days
let me have my crying sky
in peace & joy
serious like a handgun in the clutches of mental illness
serious like dress socks & abortions!
where are the painted faces?
balloons attached to booze!
tap dancing shoes!
everyone is sitting, some silent
otherwise it's business & capital junkies
with their haircuts
& their laptops
nothing like the circus!
nothing like the moon!
dance!
sing & sing!
you don't need me!
no music, no beat,
just feet!
feet screeech!
all those things so "important"
they're learned necessities
all those things so serious!
for love,
for love i want hugs & kisses
nothing like aeroplanes
nothing like television
nothing like sun glasses
wet dancers, dance around me
dream for every kind of laughter
nothing too permanent
nothing too beautiful
nothing too serious
just love,
says the mother
just love
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themindbodyhearts Berlin, Germany
emo folk poetry
member of $RZ&$
possessor of nothing
god as flesh
zen | death | fate
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