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What the fuck?

Let’s begin with the premise

That you are king--but then what?

So let’s begin with the perspective

That everyone is correct--but then what?

It’s a glimpse of the material mess

Of catching your breath in public

Ecstasy’s margin of error

A glimpse of the material mess

Of catching your breath in public

Ecstasy’s margin of error

I cannot feel me

And I cannot feel things

With me hands

My forehead is a tongue

My tongue is a flower

My flower is a fish

My fish is a bird

What the fuck?

Let’s begin to fight the good fight

And not be swallowed alive

By the bottomless pit inside of you

I cannot feel me

And I cannot feel things

With me hands

My bird is a belly button

My belly button is an eyelid

My eyelid is a fern

My fern is a forehead

One, one heroic act of passivity

Is finally gonna open that bird

One heroic act of passivity

Is finally gonna open that fish

One heroic act of passivity

Is finally gonna open that flower

One heroic act, someone appears

On the other side of glass

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