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The farmer stands
proud of his tornado
tentacles and all
owls pressed through key holes
and children tangled into cob webs
My stomach speaks to me in foreign languages
and my abdominals have become
artwork
proud of his tornado
tentacles and all
owls pressed through key holes
and children tangled into cob webs
My stomach speaks to me in foreign languages
and my abdominals have become
artwork
Extra
Extra, read all about it
I have been
Holding
My breath since birth
and armageddon is in a math textbook
Bodies built from invincible bears.
Our bodies built from invincible bears.
Your body is built from invincible bears.
My hands have kept me awake all night.
All night.
My daughter found you
half eaten by concrete
projecting cannonballs
and burying the anchors
Were all siamese twins
with our torsoes convereged
and with your legs dangling
DONATE YOUR ARMS
DONATE YOUR ARMS
Donate your arms
With your legs dangling
Extra, read all about it
I have been
Holding
My breath since birth
and armageddon is in a math textbook
Bodies built from invincible bears.
Our bodies built from invincible bears.
Your body is built from invincible bears.
My hands have kept me awake all night.
All night.
My daughter found you
half eaten by concrete
projecting cannonballs
and burying the anchors
Were all siamese twins
with our torsoes convereged
and with your legs dangling
DONATE YOUR ARMS
DONATE YOUR ARMS
Donate your arms
With your legs dangling
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