sludge builds a home at 9 am in the neat civil plan falling to earth
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sludge builds a home at 9 am in the neat civil plan falling to earth
troil and touble, slound and fairly blurb on, mix light with sceptic, soothe wounds salve minor notetakers
drop an A into the gut, swelling acid in the bowl lifts a warm word onto the shoulder
seasonal crude flows over the credit we all take
the thing in the room guaranteed, shaping us separate and known
skin flake off tongue looking for wintery steel to merry
birth is on, confidence beaming from a playground puddle to the soil of the last sheet
what was once was never onced, stream of froth from mother mouth
bolting as the second verb, securing a rising floor from the ground
long last tumbles over board member crease the wheel sweetly smelled