come grovel
it’s a story we don’t need
to ear up on
all lies
disco dog
all normal
show up
we’re recording
shout out the name
to the movie
I know a leech
when I see one
you are a virus
let’s calm
simmer down now
better
more complicated
complimentary poems
have been written about you
they were not well informed
it was waste of breath
there is
no home to return to
my eye is a monitor
detects
the worst of year
dramaless Buddha
sits on a lotus
stumble through
what’s closed
our colabs
never congeal
smoke stings the eyes
mix about
he really means it
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