Hemlock Ernst & Kenny Segal

Jargonne
Best laid plans make best made man No lesser man, not your average diamond wedding band Master all meters Master raw ether, false lever Trap door —horse fever Not for false believers Shoo fly shoo and my shoes fly too Black Audi scoop All star all weather boot Whether we sleep or work til hands touch high noon I’m typhoon, my natures to reign over crews Winds in the distance push hard with persistence I resist past tense, write never-ending sentences Lend me your pen, mon frère Pull up a chair I’ll teach you how to fish With the diction air — Easy My eye comes after it, castor swish Oil taste like sadomasochist Pacify a pacifist But still smack a track back a bit Who lacks abyss I start deep Letras de cancionesGo past the rift It’s the tremor Light shimmer White river Flip the gas, we’ll simmer All summer, all winter Tension in my neck Cuz no pension with cassettes Work to get the check Check work to get respect No work in birthing text Just flex with the bic body Bass hobby, flight suit, space lobby Bid farewell from the captain’s chair Baptist choir, Passive heir Happenstance — aware Massive pyre in the evening bare All failings shared Grace moves without broken shoes Locus point in dunes All praises due, broke in two Nature swallows whole all souls on a dinner plate Handles all hate, finger’s placed in a figure 8 What’s your fate? Keep the aggression in my engine grates Push the coal into my mouth I’m taking shape That’s when the violence comes I heart silence some Dear diary, my heart believes I might be done Death stares from the windows, at me Looping hairs stand up on my neck like some truth or dare Can’t answer Damn lantern Cavalier flickers past candor My strobe vision, party mission is the gold standard More like lobed panther Hear gazelles run Fruitful rare tongue Air punch like it’s Roskilde Box pillar Salt rock ox, whooping cough Cardiologist blocked You can’t write new prescription I write the predilection Detriment to wealth/religion Rest your testaments at my benediction Sipping Lipton And the mission is to not abuse self-reflection My addiction From Letras Mania