Photog by Peter Vidani
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Sit dopwn sjut yp

dont u wish u were like me
a hundred degrees
im free
from so many lanky fleas of souls
so liquid is old
so old is freeloading
im riding on fours
im a dog
on ahorse with whips for a mothers
and sins for a father
im ridiculous in my pedigree
im shining alive in my cemetary
forever iold in a story folded
im sheilded like a memory
of war, im untold like a rape
im hidden like a thought
of suicidal pedophille rape
im awake im steak cookin
on july the fourth
im a fork
ima  spoon
im a big ass kiife3 cutting throught the moon
so foerget it
im lost
im hurt and tossed
ur a pirate im a warrir
you;’re crimson im a six leaf cloever