Don’t do that, it’s
dangerous You shouldn’t do that We’re only playing Yes, but it’s dangerous But how did they How did they capture With his label and his aching drum? In a dream Remember I remember A vortex churning Where? Somewhere, everywhere Whichwhere? The only where, There was only one where A machine that couldn’t be stopped Pulsing, pulsating Pulsing me Enveloping me in a red fleshy cushion Throbbing, pushing Sucking, sucking Always sucking |
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In a dream
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remember the feeling But not much else The feeling that it gave me In the garden behind the yew tree His hands on my neck Not squeezing but holding I remember the feeling Not stroking but holding What is it? Don’t do that, it’s dangerous
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