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sleeping in the backseat of my memories
christ i can’t remember what i forgot
the doc told me all dogs go to heaven
in a handbasket so, sh-t, the sky is bigger now
bagged and boxed, a life of clemency
drive thru aging and club toilet menagerie
scribbled in my tallow reads a prayer
it’s not about the fruit its about the juice
black on black in the summer
comparing tans in the dawn
underwater we are touching
i slept beside you seven days in a row
but i wish i nеver closed my eyеs
we died in late july
with the harvest
sometimes watches tick too fast
at least we died together
i’ll bury you beside me
and i hope
that you’ll do the same
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