Jexesaf
Folding the torrid



I am creased, and I still caress in place

I stack a permanent marker for over six
hours, and no poetry books read

swastika gets chancing the disastrous
do I just steal all the enchanting oranges

fresh fruit would just peep easier if Ayatollah Khomeini just
facedPrincess Di, got the whole crown dingy,

would current expose easier to be failed to search
into old golf ball.

everyone else lose humor over Dr Suess%27
ambitions, woman%27s fingers, magician%27s shoelaces.

carpet is how staircase wheels when cab driver tip older
when pilot flies for keyboard to play Van Morisson apart

that is whatsong fumble all about
fake ready for ecstasy

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killing the tired



I am good, and I still get in trouble

I had a headache for over six
hours, and no medication helped

Nothing gets better
do I just get all the bad breaks

it would just be easier if someone just
killed me, got the whole process overwith,

would it be easier to be forced to live
into old age.

everyone else has control over my
decisions, my choices, and my life.

this is how it gets when you get older
when you wait for age to tear you apart

that is what life is all about
get ready for it

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