i squeeze anatomy always letting my mind drift as if my brain was stuffed inside a bottle bobbing lonely in the sea even though lonely is not the proper word it will do
i wake up next to pillows and new loves with the same cases my old loves used to wake up next to
my sides of the story are plinko chips, rubber fleming beats im not sure everyone can understand, but they happen even though happen will never do me any good
i need things to be ROCK!
i go on as my anatomy swells and rolls with the phases of the moon
tommorrow i will buy new pillows
today i'm not gonna leave the bed
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