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In Bed With Lamb

Strings pulled
asking me to dance
my cold blanket comfort.
Enrapt, watching foreign movement
this side of safe haven ( sobriety)

I was  awake, cornering lucid
watching the suntans glisten in rippled sidewalks
meat-eaters, nines, shark toothed whims on rolling waves.
"Oh the finger itch"
Steed, my friend
Has the time finally come?
SUCCUMB
those tasty bits

I think it fair, I think it just
extermination,
before the call for cattle prods
"Stampedes serve no good in such dense pens"
" yes but there MUST be quiet upon the plain"

Jello, it's animalistic is it not?
SAVAGE
Yes we are, creamed corn
That socket of Davis- knew
" only a shooter marble will do"
Hello my name is Joy
and I'm addicted

Have you not seen the images
those daily pictures
everyone's in slippers
" methinks the fabric just weak"
Sheer heart attack

" clink the cup"
"Wait, not just now"
" the cooks are coming"
" Dixie, show me your gums"
Right, proper, docile
Clozapine
I still know my song
..
" Love American style""
" Change the channel Frank"
Rounds
" Yeah...I got 'em"
"Lets go swimming tomorrow"
Written by souladareatease
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