this strategy is not working
jerk around that face and place your mirror in a palm tree
wiggle your fingers in a minimum wave
save those graces
talk a lot of coconuts
imagine what the natives think
who are the natives
where are their kitchens
who could cook in such a dream
the stage is set with frying pans/ cast by iron
there are no miracles on these pages
face your own disappointment
spades and diamonds
clubs all made of golf / claps/ laughs
the best things you ever told me
flushed / face/ away
i can feel the grinding
there is no one left to mind
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