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Quarantine Condom
02:21
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Nothing is like it seems it's easy to use up
On top of the lookout I got stuck
To a
Quarantine Condom
Pulled over a padlock
It's coming up the view
One sock in the cupboard and I'm caught
In the lewdness of my youth
Always thought that I had grown up
Until I pushed you away
Found the cradle
Of a
Valentine's Condom
Alone in my bedroom
Furiously stoned and stubborn
Crying after coming
Might as well be you
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Stairways
04:59
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You watch them
From a bench in the park
Reading a dairy of Europe
Stairways in Rome could take me
Now life's a city
Trams shake the ground
Now times so crowded
Now life's a city
Casting shadows
The dancing of a candle
& the calming of kindness
Like two walking side by side
Stairways
In my home
Could break my knees
You watch them
From a fence paling
Of a garden reading your mind
Now garden's growing
Now life's a city
Now life's a city
Now life's a city
Now life's a pity
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3. |
When We Can Go Again
03:28
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When we can go again
You must go
You must go
Man I'll be there for everything
Claustrophobic in the orgy
In the orgy
Until then this window will look right through me
My god I need a shower
I'll do anything to save water
But I can't wash my hair in two minutes
Don't wash your clothes
Buy some new ones
Don't wash your mug
Get a new one
Don't wash your clothes
Buy some new ones
Don't wash your mug
Start a tally
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Carousel
02:25
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The carousel
The ocean smell
I vegetated every night and dined
In
Hard
On Gobstoppers
A meal is a muzzle
Guzzling fear
Mid summer
Do a puzzle
Read some pages and sigh
And sleep
And sin
Everybody dies
Sometime
& all I can see in each face is the skull
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5. |
Puke
03:43
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Almost shit myself
Trying to fine my phone
Almost killed myself
Everything's my fault
Dreaming of dragons
Waking up to snoring
Baby cries
Losing peas in the puke
Elbow dislocated
Swinging 'round my father
& I was only being dramatic
Now you take me too seriously
Tell me you can't sleep
For you worry
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6. |
Alone
04:37
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I see you in every sonnet
Shaking the spine of brittle time
Desperate to hear something new
But careful not to wish for
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
No sword is sharp as the stone filled cushion I drool into
That still pool of content
I drift through on a tube
Is punctured
Keeps drippings on the drums
Flooding the soil
Drowning everybody's bodies
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave on the oven
Let's keep cooking
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
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7. |
likeabirdhitsthewindow
03:25
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Like a bird hits the window
I shit myself at Shelleys
Travelling to Beach House
Went down my left leg on the footpath
Few cars wide eyes drive by beside me
Shivered to the cubicle
In the cubicle
Bad stool in the cubicle
Whirlpool in the cubicle
Unspooled in the cubicle
Again
Looking inside of myself
Eyes flushed double downward spirals
Clocked the space bound balloon
Let loose
Floated
The lagoon
She blew
Around
Time is the only option
Flew the birds into our windows
Hello
Said goodnight
Said all right
Said goodbye
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8. |
Cons Consonance
06:56
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Skeleton spade
Splinter your bones in me
Skin, salt and soil
Coffin before the breathe
Squeezing signs
Like lemons, pulp and lime
Drips over the nose
Damage in & out still blows
When the day is done
Cons Consonance
I am always wrong
Cons Consonance
Beautiful glades
Glisten on off my face
Eyes are floored
Sublime bugs fire fly before
Then damn, sell, destroy
Quickly as a boy
Looking too long
Into, on, upon the void
Woe betide is wrung
Cons Consonance
Fight of flight or fun
Cons Consonance
Eddy over supernova
Cons Consonance
Sugar smoko coco cola
Cons Consonance
Don't come sooner later
Cons Confidence
Itty brittle monster memories
Cons Consonance
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Wetcake Melbourne, Australia
Wetcake is surrealist folk musings, intimate, diaristic, yet abstract; delicious, and upset.
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