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from Freud Blah Blah Blah

I will Evel Knievel you so hard until fish come out
your eyes the same color as bar fights.
Your tight pants aren’t tight enough for me.
Let’s put tighter pants on. Let’s press our pants
together and pray the blind gods on the surface
stop trying to pull us up to where the air is.
 
Posted 06/09/11
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