nauseous, may I be
bridled in the hips' moment
'f'course, my mouth's closed
'f'course, my mouth's closed
stern from on board
body's parts, body's parts
'f'course, my mouth's closed
'f'course, my mouth's closed
one horse in the stable lilting flowers unto me
did you ever speak your mind?
it's one of these striking times,
these momentary out-of-lines
ditcha tell me, ditcha tell me, tripping on endings?
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