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Sirens from the distance remind you all this
might have been a mistake
as you spray flawless pentagrams
onto the gravel at the highway turnaround.

The cops don’t stand a chance
if you walk the devil on a leash.

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I hear you breathe through the walls
we’ve painted not too long ago
three layers in two days
Will this be enough paint?
It should do for now.
it never did
though I’ve been waiting for
your breathing to soften
like meat in teeth
it never did

                                                  there’s no paint left
and white is not even a real color

                                                         I know that now

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Your hands strike a boulevard
Between this place and a place by the sea
I dream slowly
And I drive fast
With a gun in my lap
And your voice stuck in my head

All you asked for was something interesting
Like a kiss at the door
Clothes on the floor

But now I’m tired
So
Let’s not make love here
Let’s not talk it out
Let’s just not speak at all

We’re both full of what this room is full of
But
I’ll do my best to look alive
As you sing into my mouth
No, I’m not tired of these songs