the borders & barriers
the bubble they built in your mind
(smile can you ?
in the dread afternoon)
you think well fuck them
they just make you climb
(laugh can you ?
clock bound in the flesh wall)
papers be damned
you got mass here
& the shitter door
& the sleeping pod
& a shoe box of snaps
well you think thats ok
but the rest should be natures suggestion
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