VERY BECAUSE
the regions of the moon are very because
they sail in the pig that does not fall
moon silica for such confusion
more thoughtless paper
gulls of the sea
the glass of the decree
stop falling backwards
your inflamed month
the lyric is a firm body
your internal song maize
feel the war drop
u exaggerate and ignore
the glass girls
excess around the moon
rent the desert
i am a product
that whispers in a book
clouds of the putrid desert
the baby sleeps outside you
ignore the baby
lead by the word
sail for the head inside your faith
the clouds lyrically, the long
boulevard of the book belongs to it
a bird is being a public relations load
it does not belong to one
this vapor who opens the bird
the main thing is to arrive
those the war first holds
too much very much
god of darkness
the bird is inside
u are inside the book it opens
a useless heart is capable
of rinsing the moon
it starts the war insignificantly
u want the book too much
sleep in the fire u belong inside
a glass apology takes months
arrest the useless heat
desert in this
donna kuhn 2006
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