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And The Record Begins...
10:33
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Can you hear the alarm?
It’s been ringing in my head
Concern is churning
There’s no slowing down its spread
Thanks to dupont
My cells are coated in teflon
But instead of bulletproof
The vibe is more “agamemnon”
Ranger Rover Evangelism
Caustic militarism
Mother NDature is on a cull again
And im no Roy Sullivan
burning inside out
From the lightning strike
Everyday new leaks
Already got our toes in the dike
Can you hear the alarm
Wake up...
Can you hear the alarm
Wake up!
Now it seems to me
The centerpiece
Of this end times feast
Is fear and greed
I know you eat
for the king’s relief
But i can’t quite dismiss it
as “fine by me”
I still hear the alarm
But i have long since left bed
Is it tinnitus or collective dread
The eerie high-low thrum
Of a worn out drum
This coming end of an era
Feels like the start of a scrum
Can you hear the alarm?
Wake up
Can you hear the Alarm?
Wake up!
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Ram Dass Dick Pics
02:39
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Two ear plugs, a now dead bug, a black cat mid sneeze, an old picture of me
Snake plant, slippers, and house keys
The couch i slept on most of 2019
The clang of the gate,
my feet on the way,
the door where my vices stay
The recycling plant
An unwashed man
Pretty soon the little debbie in my hand
Some fuckin croonin
I kept a bag on my head
of either paper or plastic
existentially non committal
And my moods are elastic
Like Ram Dass taking dick pics
Or a platypus to use wild life
I am changed at my fundamental
But not quite free of a past strife
5 Things you can touch
4 things you can see
3 you can hear
2 you can smell
1 you can taste
Now you’re grounded just like me
Some more fuckin croonin
We wanna know capital double u WHY??
How to get a transcendentally clear headed high
We wanna stop clinging to upper case I’s
and stop contemplating the rub of our thighs
In lieu of flowers, they can pour jewels into my open casket
Leave it near the windows
And let nature have at it
Are we just active cultures?
Have we been made the vultures?
I came to already crowned
with a halo of fungi
Ive gathered so much moss
I used to be such a fun guy
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