the long goodbye
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i open my gigantic mouth so you can peer inside
strife fought sans the fist these days
sometimes life hands you a mannequin hand
my gut feels it knows better than other organs as
heated heart jumps up into the brain
sliding shifting as if
living in quicksand or
playing in circus balls on the
edge of a great potential
will we fall in to find pure water?
swimming with 23 gifts given yes surprised
beautiful brown eyes sparkle
ties replaced by woven chaperones
comfortable green noted und doted
blend in with tinted folium
feather floating down the kiss of stardust
i wet my lips in case . i lift off
is it final? it is . it is not . it is . it is not
it wants to be stable but nothing is still
and still nothing is
broken string presentar post
practicar en un barco de vela
set sail to the emote islands
eat me . drink me . sink me
off the coast of utopia
lifeboat
afloat . adrift . alote
alight . remote . verboten
kept in . grin hid . bin fed
grade a . grate made . great sin
rented squids rarely wash up on the beach
i've hinted at the tint of my tender underbelly
don't worry about your pokings
you got what you always wanted and i mean it
you are golden
i'll practice my french for the spankings
promise
dust off your velociraptor costume and i'll dig out the robot
i am too curious what it would all be like
better than anything ever i'm sure
vocal in person forging kneading out bubbles as
resentment felt melting away from monsters awoken to breathe
left naked no aril coating this
pristine seed sleeping in
space between feelings and fins
i make
eye contact with this dream
before it cradles my warmth
sweet smell trapped internal eternally
a three day hug
i will breathe you forever
touching love like lightning
we quiver and silently wish
i look down then back up again
'dear boy'
in hand and head heart pumps swelling blood
i picture perfect arcs and empty obstacles as
i release the boomerang
i will catch you if you return
goodnight
i open my gigantic mouth so you can peer inside
strife fought sans the fist these days
sometimes life hands you a mannequin hand
my gut feels it knows better than other organs as
heated heart jumps up into the brain
sliding shifting as if
living in quicksand or
playing in circus balls on the
edge of a great potential
will we fall in to find pure water?
swimming with 23 gifts given yes surprised
beautiful brown eyes sparkle
ties replaced by woven chaperones
comfortable green noted und doted
blend in with tinted folium
feather floating down the kiss of stardust
i wet my lips in case . i lift off
is it final? it is . it is not . it is . it is not
it wants to be stable but nothing is still
and still nothing is
broken string presentar post
practicar en un barco de vela
set sail to the emote islands
eat me . drink me . sink me
off the coast of utopia
lifeboat
afloat . adrift . alote
alight . remote . verboten
kept in . grin hid . bin fed
grade a . grate made . great sin
rented squids rarely wash up on the beach
i've hinted at the tint of my tender underbelly
don't worry about your pokings
you got what you always wanted and i mean it
you are golden
i'll practice my french for the spankings
promise
dust off your velociraptor costume and i'll dig out the robot
i am too curious what it would all be like
better than anything ever i'm sure
vocal in person forging kneading out bubbles as
resentment felt melting away from monsters awoken to breathe
left naked no aril coating this
pristine seed sleeping in
space between feelings and fins
i make
eye contact with this dream
before it cradles my warmth
sweet smell trapped internal eternally
a three day hug
i will breathe you forever
touching love like lightning
we quiver and silently wish
i look down then back up again
'dear boy'
in hand and head heart pumps swelling blood
i picture perfect arcs and empty obstacles as
i release the boomerang
i will catch you if you return
goodnight

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