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Stasis:

Station’s on the stasis of the bitter wages. It’s a trust, you know, a trust is a second salvation. Forcibly absent in the natural selection; Darwinian stages of Druidism. First trimester, post modern, past, present, futures traded daily with the dangers of the dangerous and decent. Can’t buy a buck the way they used to sell ‘em with ponies as collateral and second grader’s nomenclature.

Quietly ashore in the seas, the seas are shown through a quartz littered throughout the center of the earth.  Carefully callous, rubbed raw and delicious with their hearts circle-cut casting shadows in the rough of the days and nights and weeks and months and years and pasts and presence of minds to prop up the plastics and the like of the same ways I always feel.

I always feel the same.  

Creature comforts can’t save me. Nomenclature’s on to me.

I always feel the same.  

Creature comforts can’t save me. Nomenclature’s on to me. Fast forward, facing left, can’t see what you’ve gone and done to me. What you’ve gone and done to-

Always movin’. Always shakin’. Keep the dogs in isolation. Kiss the frog for fascination past the point of nomenclature. Second nature, second skin - Tales of the tall and thinly veiled in ambergris; my skin tastes so listless.  Spittin’ syllables and sayin’, “Sequencing is for the shapeless, half a death and two for sadness…  Man, we sure did die in silence!” Oh, I always feel the same.  

I always feel the same.  

Creature comforts can’t save me. Nomenclature’s on to me. Fast forward, facing left, can’t see what you’ve gone and done to me. 

What you’ve gone and done to me.

What you’ve gone and done to me.

What you’ve gone and done.

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