I rest my sore ankles in the cold
water of a copper urn,
lined on the bottom with unicorn teeth.
The magic leaches
from the mine;
It comes back like pine needles
getting cold again, come winter.
Winterwillcomethepineswillgrowcold
thepineswillsurvive
thepineswillthriveagain
t h i s is a l l about rebirth,
and using Androgel 1.62%,
this is about fucking up
and finding the way to say
hello, i'm in mourning,
early signs of puberty in a child,
maybe he's using my product,
(PLEASE BUY
OUR TESTOSTERONE
SHAM)
hey baby, get out' my grotto.
pain during sleep
wood clots in the legs
the television laments us
with TV dreams and insane nichrome
wires, heating our goddam spleens live
silver smithereens, a broken pipe
discovered when you step
on a glass shard.
Only then.
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