and the soil is just everywhere, too

how i feel right now? oh hot like lightning with
chains for shoulder blades on a
bus ride going nowhere where the window’s broken and
the dusty glass offends me and
everything offends me-- no you hang up first,
you spineless dead-end, you fast fucking friend

If I were a houseplant I would ask to be RE-potted

Resentful spine you won’t be amiss, yes
anger makes for unintelligible diss and though I crave now a
passionate kiss, this desire is swept up by a
crusty dried riverbed
Of
I PROMISE AND
I SUPPORT YOU

FUCK
I DON'T LIKE A GRUDGE
NOSTALGIA NUDGE
(respect like sludge)

SO: FORGET YOU, I MUST
TIME WALTZES FOR FUN

(musical interlude)

I FEEL RESPONSIBLE
I FEEL UNDONE

the case for human error

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