Flying all over downtown, singing best pitch
I saw language that wasn’t yet there
Sit-up . Sleep . Awake . Sleep . Stomachache . Awake . Sit-up
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Fear. Death. Anxiety. Sadness. Panic. Hope? When?
My son loves me even better dead
In the depth of the night, who?
My lover was a magnificent spirit animal.
My baby sister drowned in my arms
My grandma was at peace with me.
I️ dreamed of nothing but dogs sleeping
The tornado carried my father up, away
I was walking on the lunar roads
The book was covered with fat stripes
That I may make my family proud.
Uncouth friends soaking up care and kindness
When I cry my tears melt skin
Clown and old lady in red room
Could not be anywhere else but here.
Candy corn can talk and fly