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Laundry Detergent

keep that dirty soul for yourself

and wear it like sunday church clothes

no one else wants to wash it anyway

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there are heavy bloodstains, i guess

but it shouldn’t really be that hard to remove

with all that chlorine in your mouth

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the forecast calls for rain today, but

perhaps the weatherman is lying to you

just like everyone else that’s not you

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so spin yourself in a cycle one more time

and when you get sick and dizzy from it all

open the windows and hang yourself out to dry.

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Speed Limit

Offered her a pill and now she yelling
Took her from the hills, now we rolling
Probably get her killed by the morning
Pedal to the motherfucking floor, man
Full acceleration, hear me roaring…

~*~

Driving fast, breaking traffic lights, think I’m going insane

Changing gears endlessly but never changing to the right lane

Right hand on the left end, strap yourself and swallow your tongue

The wrong turn makes my eyes spin like oxy, are you having fun?

Worrying slow, think I’m crashing on windshields and pedestrians

Changing my mind again but it’s too late, and everything’s gone

Right now I’m left behind, seatbelt off and choked on my uncertainty

The wrong way makes my car spin like xans, but who’s up for doing ninety?

~*~

Pop another, now it’s hurting
Sip and driving got me swerving
Book a table, I’m reserving
Now it’s feeling like a circus…

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Cloudburst Cogitations #5: Ring Around The Riot

Pinwheels and whirligigs

Dizzy, dizzy, dizzying me

Ferris wheels and carousels

Spinny, spinny, spinning free

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Revolving discombobulation

A blurry world in fast rotation

Colours blending, vision bending

Until your two feet are wending

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Circles silly, dithering twirly

Dizzy, spinny, dizzy, spin me

Pirouette faint to a final slow

Giggle as you fall from vertigo.

🎡🎡🎡

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☆ so dizzy ★

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

spinning, we in

carousels and

totem poles and

wedding bells

twirling, we in

seven balls and

fairy lights, we

deck the halls

rotating, we in

clay pot jars and

wide awake to

watch the stars

pirouetting, we in

ballet moves and

forest shafts and

tree trunk grooves

whirling, we in

bicycle hills and

bus field trips and

steering wheels

eddying, we in

sailing boats and

rippling circles and

waters of purple

revolving, we in

our worlds, in

milky ways and

candied words

spiralling, we in

motions fall as

we dizzy, out of

control.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

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★ southern ☆

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

poles of red and gold

keep spinning on

the ends that i hold

singing a song

poles of blue and silver

keep spiralling on

the ribbons you tether

cascading and long

opposite directions

upwards downfall

gravity anomaly

separate wall to wall

highest low blows

different games

continents of snow

share common names

northern southern

to meet you with i

either you fall down

or i attempt to fly.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

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Entr’acte Overture

~*~

A moment of silence please
For those who never get the chance
They show up to the party 
But they never get to dance

The losers, the liars
The bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists
And those that don’t believe in nothing…

~*~

A ballroom of sleek transparent glass

Under the allure of the twinkling night skies

And all those vagrants who come to pass

Must shed their skin and reveal their disguise

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No need to be convivial, no need to hide yourself

No need to use a mask, toxicity is not good for your health

Now if you may allow me to be on your side

Your arbiter elegantiarum, your own personal ally

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Come now, and take my hand

Without words, you’ll understand

Hitch up that tattered dress

Wipe off all those makeup mess

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No more speaking, not a single harsh word

For silence is what’s needed most in this world

We’ll spin and twirl, round and round

Dancing to nature’s mellifluous sounds

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Hush now, settle down, don’t you cry

There’s no one here to judge you, dear

No one to maunder and whinge, no one to defy

No matter how bluntly frowsy you appear

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Along the crowds in midsummer’s eve

We’ll dance along, let our bodies believe

That this is a painting, in belle epoque

Created so delicately with every brush stroke

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Yes, we’ll dance till we can take no more

Until the glass gives away and shatters to the floor

But don’t let it hinder us, we’ll still dance along

As the scintillating floor is painted with crimson

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I know it’ll be painful, but just look into my eyes

And you’ll see the universe veering by

And all that is lost may be found again

And all the wounds you garnered just might lose their pain

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The razor-sharp glass is gilt-edged as well

Get lost in my pristine galaxies, don’t let time tell

Everything is just relative, all simply do jour

And soon fades away like a photo with no colour

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And we’ll grace to the music until nothing else matters

As our hearts beat along and our souls flutter

We dance, until everything falls apart beneath our feet

And we finally fly into the heavens and leave entropy in its defeat.

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