If it stops swimming it dies. A self-love overload secured after all. Rooted culture of magical realism couldn't melt off the wings. Even if the baby bib caught all of the cynicism, it was never too much for the stomach. How many times have others been daunted by that automation? I bet it made them kiss harder. Feel their naive hands be washed up. Fix your bones, take the prize, rent is due. Roll the boulder, up the hill, married to it. Innate nature makes your county line bounce back. It was written on the auditorium walls behind the punch drunk bowl. This one will be a doozy because it's during a scheduled bender. You already realized that since the last episode at the Marina. Maria is coming while Emma questions if Jude is real. Fuck you because you sent that first. Fuck you because you don't know what I read now. Fuck you, we can fuck in the pool since you like the main attraction. Lonely but just dropped in on your mom's place. Resisting from making everything beautiful. Always leaning hard so go watch it blur out. Holed up on Western Ave until they play punk rock. Shooting in the building. Staying fresh as an iceberg. Getting freaky with the pressure. She strips the skin off the back. Knows it won't leave me hobbled like that man during Christmas. Blame it on the spinal since we don't talk about silver spoons. That's the only direct one I'll send because you ducked me, you coward. I'll pass out in Flatbush soon because I take damage like a zombie. The Bai Ze hit a powertrip with extended cut scenes. Hide keys in my eyelids for like $55 an hour. East coast beast coast, so bet big after the river. Cash in like a phoenix that flew right through your windshield. I'm a forgiver, but I guess that's still overwhelming. No need to cut off the mic, the intern didn't write any thank you's. For this feeling of delivering the mail, no celebration in order. Just ask me what you've done for me recently, that's the new romantic. We didn't even ask for this. The hometown feels more hollow than sleepy. Stem out the antidote steered out from my intestines. From the Big Apple, the parasite grows. You don't know what that means. You don't know what I read.