Random thoughts 30

We postulate heaven prostrate on glass chunk carpet
There are caverns in us unexplored by humanity
filled to brim with crystallized eye candy mantra hiccup space trash
Geraldo never found al capones treasure either

We rest after fucking on park ruined benches splintering our hands and asses and can’t lift them to save the world

I won’t be here when you wake up
I’ll be gone for the coast in a toaster oven muscle car tour bus
Spreading the word about baby face Nelson and his machine gun falsetto


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