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letra de dreamland - jakprogresso

[verse 1: jakprogresso]
at the podium, draco covering machete
thirteenth bloodline amendment, bloodline ritual embedded
fema coffins spread in aisles pinned with a trilateral pendant
bankers jumping off ledges
alpha draconian shape shift from suits in the fourth dimension
serpent statues bust spitting at reptiloids
they’re way crooked like william tompkins
vessels are light inside old world masonic
pine oil scented lodges, scales slathered in snake oils and tonics
’bout to clock in, chеck these new buildеr bird long as i’m popping
to see the shadow people and the watchmen
the moon vacant, the earth void, this globe a lab
the moon vacant, this whole earth void and this globe a lab
scales hug the tree of life, youth chewed up by sobek
after sacrifice allah jets so dressed
infants buoyant in marooned rivers with no heads
bellies slithered through an enemy mine
blood pour from a white snake
gas ballads burn, tunneling of amphibians in a higher state
[verse 2: jun dax]
horizontal fetal spasms
physics flip when i slip out of matter
a house, a labyrinth, a home with cabinets
a palace familiar of coloring damages
this way that way i’m apprehensive of blurry portraits of friends invented
barefoot, careful, i pet the cat who’s a different color than a newborn mother
and the map is a fog and artery clogs
writing on the walls down extended halls
doors shift hinges, the frames of the window flimsy
days of remembered whimsy
you, me, them, the quality of light it bends
rain is wet but i can’t get cleansed
ankles entrenched in the blue black tide
shark fin shadows swim the shore to horizon
jump out the bathtub, lungs invincible
so physical i lift off, float
minerals that coast, chilly in the numbness
touch back down to the land like a gymnast
in this future, totems putrefying past
toast the glass, knock it back
acidity retreats at the dawn of the beep
include my creep after pushing many sleeps
t–th so sticky in my cheeks, envisioning a minute a week (a minute a week)
the twisted limbs of the bougainvilleas spell out home
i recognize the sound they make

- jakprogresso

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