tin rush :: fu

i’m reality’s fantasy superman
isolated by wise glory
& I’m still fucked by the eye lock

i’m meant to be observe

but i shall buy
these moon eyes

and the bastard seller knows
and i spend the cost of five
and i don’t

FUCKING
DISTRESS

they’ve got me down
to them
i’m the moon slaver

fuck black and white movie shoe–fantasy
happy–clappy be nice here’s a gun
‘people formula’ miscasting dismals

we’re fucking
all ways

we extreme happy we

poem

2k3:6

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