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letra de luncheon - david chidiac

my body trembles faster
palms sweating, disaster
got ya boy boiled looking like a bowl of pasta
justin high as f-ck, man he baked like potatoes
with that sour cream, chive and hints of tomato
basil on the table where that kid rolled a mad pie
i want my slice of life, or dammit i’m gonna try
take what is mine
fry you like the french, serve with ketchup on the side

a piece of mind, wicked, lies, it trips wires and starts fires
so we collectively sigh
collectively cry
i vindicated madness, you knew that was a lie
this vessel, through the dangers, parallels a better life
never did you see the dangers like i could
misappropriation of a sudden state of good
i misjudged, cause you i don’t trust, we rushed love
a p-ssenger in motion, the car crash sent her frozen
packed inside a box where she lay with much remorse and tragic so it seems, she only got to dream of everything important, what’s more, she lays here dormant, i wonder if she cries, the fear behind those eyes
even though they’re closed i fear she can see our smiles
her mind wanders the night, she knows we live our lives with a semblance of surprise, happiness, and delight
salty, all these b-tches with their looks, like lawyers
i pepper em with shots like the bisque was half boiled
foiled and wrapped in tin like this caper
i taper these motherf-ckers like its a reduction
cause i reduce the amount of b-tches in this punch and
serve you at a family function
top it off with some capt’n crunch and sun chow bow before me
as i leave this luncheon

- david chidiac

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