
I broke both knees yesterday from scaling the gator that ate the monster mask and drove off in the van.

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| Fever dreams spread me too thin as when rats gnaw my feet and neon makeup clutters us all asilver. |
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| What new tricks have you overturned in your attic while trusting mechanical kids to the buttons? |
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| Vessels spread the daily bread for each alien hovering within the cylinder of fire. |

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| I burned out my eyes because the black tongue flapped like no other eel. |
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| Mazzy got toasted in an electric crown of thorns. |
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| Yes, I travel far and wide and though I may be hiding: safaris of the mind bring ominous chidings. |
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| Kate Bush encountered this poisonous octopus on the way to sucking out her shoe from the inside-out cattle. |
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| Misery entraps a cyclone until no more stars can spread our voices. |
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| Before the snake can eat thee, Sumanto will sharpen his fork and fangs unto eternity. |
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| The beast taught the psycho how killers make letches into leeches. |
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| Lazy skeleton bones chase dreams around a track on the ocean floor. |
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| Let us fly over this silo on wounded longing beats with the horses of our eyes' fire. |
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| Michael found Prince beneath a bridge of glittering starlight where even the trolls spun hearts into gold. |
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| Being caught in one's own crossfire is the danger of some unraveling disease making all the plants droop. |
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| Robbers and racoons are stripes in the night of garbage puppets barking foul odors. |
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| Weeds grow where no light can shine beneath the sneakers of a ghost and demon. |
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| Each one of us stood estranged, yet only one of us left the noose to hang with poisonous roses. |
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| Stings and beetles knew how to sizzle when Rocky Mountains flickered from deprivation of exposure. |
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| Even as the hairs go gray, thirteen Fridays circulate through the blood of this unfortunate loophole ... or Tina's last shortcut. |
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| Ducking beneath electric fences with weasels as the tricycle looms on ... and roams for a dead rainbow. |
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| Never run away down this same old street again when making friends with paper dolls ... and the scissors still warm in your back-pocket. |
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| Deserts hide a raven's bones ... but the hands sanded around our final resting point. |
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| You act like twenty thousand dollars could pay the guilt of a screaming albatross. |
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| You came home late last night ... and my endless letter was tucked in my waistband, writing my skin. |
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| If it were a birthday party with stirrups and a crackling snake for a guitar, then we might cut up the candles with this axe. |
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| Sparkle because there is no dee jay alive who can touch this flaming beast when anything can break and the crowd is getting sweaty. |
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| If you thought you were a different snowflake ... or falling pine needles ... but, of course, only crocodiles can sleep through this. |
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| Alone we scream soulful when laughter knocks the clouds and briny scents this nightclub of gnarled oaks. |
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| Dancing in your clothes until dimes are diamonds and the pearls applaud in their sealed shells. |