(15:40)

I thought my truck

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Come on now, just pick the right past
they are baby ponies

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Mr. Sitter at the whole scene
he was in tears
and it was heaven
neon to hear
little bored too

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the plaque’s a diaper now
dick’s horrific
drink appeals
any brand ear
slightly under the surface
water is day

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They’re asleep
they could pass into walls
they develop as wonder
most felt that, nuns

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it’s a lovely safe
the ontology of his right foot
he’s bathing
isolate stroke around &
beyond him
near toes

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that knee just dots in
behind her
their backline stepping in
reverses it back towards
the near again
in the nick of time
last dish challenge
the unveiling of right there
space was left
the counter vehicle

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the vampire wind play
put that out for calling
when verbal
as a pretty cake

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but see for the girls
thoroughbred dies
a poor world bank
but bitter hung on
the foresight of score

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from Bonus Futures–published by Sweaty Letter Hinterlands

Buy it here

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By Matthew Goethe 👍