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chardonnay
07:37
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for all the trouble you've been through,
all the trouble you still tie yourself to.
and to the farthest your ideas grow,
but even the slightest decisions so slow.
with bowed anchors,
neatly seeking their worth.
things will liven right up, when you calm down.
thread the needle, insidious,
straight through, straight to, the finish
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broderick
06:03
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hurt people hurt people,
but life is just a picnic with you.
tried and tested and true,
not for nothing, nothing at all.
the past, at worst,
is worth at least a laugh
before the disbelief.
if that's all she wrote, all bets are off.
it's in the angles you wear,
the energy spent to not care,
the desperation,
the herringbone.
may as well get comfortable.
the past, at worst,
is worth at least a laugh
first, weakening.
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hinges
06:42
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lately making habit of letting the mind slip,
you'd think you'd eventually tire of making plans.
woven, unwound,
of the same thread and label,
you leap, they bound,
bleed out.
no poise, no patience.
the hinges swing, rust, break.
hold on tight, hold the line. hold tight.
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greater than
02:10
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it'll all come around, sister.
another unhinged.
another phoned in.
taken over, taken on.
it'll all come around, sister.
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windswept
06:38
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walk straight, walk on, until walked on.
partial to blame, imparted shame
an accident waiting to happen.,
an accident practiced.
agitated waiting,
agitated all the same.
and so it goes, so throw corpse pose
and hope to slow, too slow to grow.
strange creatures we are, even to ourselves
vastly overrated, strange creatures we all.
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escarole
05:58
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they can't keep themselves away.
one of the dangers of non-fiction, i'm told.
but little did they know, so little we know.
still can't keep themselves away.
and still can't explain,
yet those other 'plains,
all so well laid out, all so well planned on.
you know, you understand.
you'll walk right on past.
could never now comprehend
the desert, the unplanned.
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chagrin
06:37
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a belle, out of the blue thin air,
beautiful all by itself.
the calm to keep things easy,
just mathematics, just poetry,
bursting at the seams.
tomorrow will be about tomorrow,
days in, nights out.
consider the envelope pushed.
it can always get colder.
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shores recommends:
billy's solo project.
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brian's thing.
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streams
by illusory state of happiness
sean's doin'.
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