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I guess we were all guilty, in a way. We all shot him, we all skinned him, and we all got a complimentary bumper sticker that said, I helped skin Bob. - Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey
The Asinine Stuff
Out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know
And the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day
And it's you, and it's May
And we’re sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away
Do I have time? A man of my calibre stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager - no.
I dealt with this years ago - I took a hammer to every memento
But image on image like beads on a rosary pulled through my head as the music takes hold
And the sickener hits; I can work till I break
But I love the bones of you -
That, I will never escape.
And it's you, and it's May
And we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away
And I can't move my arm
Through the fear that you will wake
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away
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The Bones of You Elbow
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