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letra de dream catchers mitt - busdriver

when i fall from the dream-catcher’s mitt
i’m all thumbs
and not what she’s after

my smoldering remains burn over glowing embers
as you ready and position short-term goal tenders
i lay un-kissed at the summer jams
a bag of ruptured glands
who lacks reasoning to understand
my self-directed hate fits

we mouth the vilest sacrament
and adhere to these tacit skirmishes
all for one day ideal and saffron-drenched
we ate each other’s hearts out of serving dishes

this soft science leaves my body underwhelmed
our ambitious union dissolves out of the color film
and i am just a crude outline
obscured and pegged and numbered
dangling off power lines
one of many discarded ex-lovers
throwing pet food from the red carpet
at de-colorized coupling of heart-shapes
and all the panic-stricken flower maidens
update their ‘who to hate’ list
my journal entries are irony-laden
and tirelessly self-loathing

we mouth the vilest sacrament
and adhere to these tacit skirmishes
all for one day ideal and saffron-drenched
we ate each other’s hearts out of serving dishes

(falling from the dream-catcher’s mitt
falling from the dream-catcher’s mitt,…)

we’ve mouthed the vilest sacrament

i fell from the dream-catchers mitt

with smoking incantations and dead language motifs

their defected army becomes my rogue fleet

sequestering yahoo, superimposes his frail person

- busdriver

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