Under precious monotone plucking EstUARRRry meetings layering the satin domes Perceive not Layers folded spun in the wind With a shallow tint Premonation of caustic states Dates need Not be swayed Soul in itself confiding Confining What the pace liquidated Pierced veiled hearing Forfeiting what the solids say Though the pictures may Bodies exchanging seasons Transposing castles over garden mazes PLAIN plans to stride in sequence Scrambled along on the first foray A tree shade A long day ached Hands on Borrowing Foraging As in be Hymn shaping To make a long thing stay Slept in the midst of high ways A high day Sun zenith Maintained Parteneering with the starry sky Sedation In those starried eyed Watching the place bend time Wouldn't mind If it stretched If it ---- Say How would you live by Scorched how that ideal beneath the torched greens Lights Grazed Why its rays Short moments elongated Sending messages lines astray How the connections Drawing shapes Where the unpredictable chased Caught glimpses untraced Trickling while the burdens still Lifted Its ties turned to living mid day Held to heaven midway NOURishing Held to heaven mid stay Forfeiting the lights Held to heaven no need to slight Don't ruin the vibe Don't ruin the fucking vibe Ayo I told you Ayyy I told you not to ruin the vibes aching The vibes aching to know of the proper justification FOr why they saw them off in ruins It's the opposite of nitpicking Pointing the sun in the sky like that's the whole thing Like that's the whole thing Like that's the whole thing making the daze go round Making the days gooooo ==== Used many an apparatus to maintain the absence of a frown Approaching with the proper gauze for the Bound Or wound Idk how it end up that way Your condition feigning renown Hiding in the bends No explaining So fucking thankful How the stress fades I'm so sorry but I'm relieved that you gone Like an old sock With a bunch of stones Perpetually stuck inside the kidneys Every damn week it's the same tone The same groan Mumbling something about how I don't really wanted to know Deleted the memeory as promptly as it stained Wipe it off with an everclear glaze On my pottery How the shit stains Exquisite Your troubling existence when all is said and done a work of activism FOr the wrong cause but you tried still Well Oldies acted confused How the turns tabled But the disk jockey knew Play the radio edit Beeps Loop the 60 seconds I don't wanna hear another noun or verb from you I'd have a couple name drops, but turns out I ain't got no love at aaaaaaall for you niggas Making sure your whole fam don't miss Scratch that I don't want the letters I don't even want the breath Clog both nostrils and die at your best! Might as well quit while you ahead! Might as well limit the limitless potential for more offences! If we gon do religion Might as well correlate Might as well See if you find the proper rulings to find a property in hell See you in

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Entrance Arranged an exit, When the taste of the lip Depicted a smidge off Reflected How the wind hit once released Of all that's necessary Neck still, Upon, old foes gaze burried Rehearse the swift blades, fishmongery Repealing agency Sometimes the cut too deep and the citrus fruits no longer solid Pray no sentry, Pray no sentry, The works brought forth, the overseers couldn't forsee It's what happen when you ain't see the tool's work Marking along Jims and jams, made the tombs turnt Prepping Sunday mornings casting curse Told the court reporter you better burry those words Chopped herbs Multi layers Focus swerves, Memory holing Holding on, Praying it'll fall upon Misplaced tongs as a memory song Honestly there's a chaotic sequence Accounting for the missing units Mala beads in both hands rotated Tenderly, With the type of pressure casually slitting goose necks Don't act silly Pour some love sideways in that hot stove, Breathe slow, limit the burns, unless you want to be that dove It's inevitable, a single fuckup Making the fine machinery stoppable Watch the heart hardened engineering irreplacable Scooped servings on command In my eyes, you seen shit if you can count bills and catch the propper case The right size fits waste canister chased Can't I guess your dumb ass really felt the space Displaced Volumes as a primordial A chased ideal How That frier will skin your bones In one fucking second Pop quizz, whose reminded of the procedings Can you close the session Cleaning past em It's evident, I don't work the front, I'm in the back shifting stations Ain't seen shit Missing keys, shift, ain't seen shit shifting keys Shit shifts, shitty shifts got me missing keys Knocking on windows like sorry I'm fucking wheezing Keys open doors but I'm foreboding Floor quoting Embodying wet mop energy Cleaning so deep the keys are fucking missing Can't keep it Can't peep in Keys open keys open keys open Keys open aphorisms, but these days it's sounding like its verboten All evening the passing cars vyed through the ears Stares, loud beeps welling tears Old in fact, The relevance mostly folded An empty knocking An empty mess of papers torching the way forward A misterious pass Segregating the useless Contuse less Conturing in my mannerism, A floor of illness chronic Keep that mopping til The windowed keyed windowed keyed windowed keyed relentless The rest is old notes and freestyles

A trust form aching at the gate Powdered The chest boundary feigned Collar paid Auxiliary Stains Stared Sought frames in the many Unforseen Heavenly laid consequences in our absence Attempts to seemingly crook seams Befit A life long spent Casting Pilgrims Checking The many forms to affix meaning Tempering A means to an end Of the many robbed fools billowing A grave concern for physical health The doctor stated Undoing Your kind Of puzzling Tired coupling Sipping tea skipping We should probably let the remains as is Clarified Set around the pit harvesting taste Ailing Partway through picking Marveling at the oncoming Callings Labor not meaning dreaming ---- My dearest fear Fragmented Where nothing that wills be said Rain sent Brochures of thumbnails Stating Business arrangements Shadily toyed ressentment Clothed The dotted layers of a checker board Bronzing Checkers bore sums as the only evident Means of remembering Propulsion The need for completion Settling When everything around collapsed twice parsed Considering failings as evidence Eyed by A turquoise blue sky underneath that jet engine fuel Melted a handful of beams just to showcase cool tools Serendipity whistling to line a well, worn of wishes Worth the stitches or forced to wear them well Bitch don't you love your scars bitch Flip that As a main marker of a trace in the world As a mere marker of a trace How they reduce the sustaining to grace so the light of these flames not threatening Solid searching

You know that Self talk skewed Lamented Images faded Suspicious how the issuing A preacarious seed The will in the mind Received Strange ways of feeding while reach Actively participated against Shuffling decks counted Big whites Bit in So hard As a place of rest You could feel the heat from the fake parts of the teeth Past threads Scheming Harrowing HOW EVEN SUNK WITH Shark fiends, Attending specimens Counted decks Taken as early ins Adorned with a keen sense of resembling Organic pacing Big talks mentoring Rehearsed mythicizing The sectors of their stories all bent Listening, Alleged points of contact Jump off Incendiary texts Extended latin sparks Long names on the doors of mossy parks In the shrub eye tears, In the rock time swears Changes that ain't play Ballads that ain't marched back Still scribbled magical on the doors of fridges and oil spills Simple parts hidden behind a dot sci paywall Hustled scraps salvaged, a corpse piece managed Passed monthly, scribled within Non descript recordings An allegation from a side with many an allegations Comfort feeding straight from the zones of the living, girdling the earth Stores of giving To pass hands through memory boards It's funny though, even if anybody remembered how to read them you probably couldn't touch em still Spending so much time seeking something making sense of dayset settling Powers hidden behind the Special meanings Palace doors scratching To tell time from the axis of a guillotine A lot of dead to make history Fragments of life too Fragments With no singular shapes whatsoever Twisting over order Scribbling letter