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bob dylan stepped offstage in denver just in time for the band to play us to sleep
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Saturday, February 28, 2004

   
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i've been backgammon fodder too
in past seasons held a broken hand
the acid from her battery
coursing down my spine

fat lazy brain eats itself sometimes
where she appears again
on the tip of my tongue
as a tiny battle between bitter and sweet

gagging on a daydream
when the shiv fits my throat like sick
i spit blood at the audience
you beg for a kiss

i wanna go back to seven
follow worms down the higway
for the lost scent of ignorance
before she ate my innocence
posted by Shaun Minus 3:28 PM


 
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