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Haiku - 1998 Don't believe Larry The Man is getting smaller See for yourself
Glad I used sunscreen SPF 90 worked well Heck, my lips are chapped
Where are my car keys? If I had pockets I'd know That's the naked truth
Hey, your hair's on fire Is that a performance piece Or should I get help?
At the port-o-sans Ponder the meaning of life The line moves slowly
There are Nebulons Probing me for useful facts But I know nothing
How come they didn't Have the Man crush tents and stuff Like in Godzilla
Did you hear who died? Bob Hope in a big car crash Just kidding, but no, it's true ÷ Michael Zelner
Burn expectations Come have your heart, soul, and mind Sun-burned wide open
"What's fire?" What's burning? Not to your culture, to you What does your heart say?
My head is on fire Piss clear, over here, on me Put me out again
We want to be us You want to be one of us We want you to be
This old thing? My head? It loves fire, starting again Laughing in mirrors
Piss here or piss there Thousand years it won't matter But today it will.
This old thing? My heart? It loves to burn, this stinging Falling to its knees
Another picture Another tit, that's the shit! Observers Go Home
Give time to the rain That isn't falling out there But here in your heart ÷ Gavin Heck |
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