caleb meyer + gillian welch ..
duchamp ..
i got rope for the dope to cope ..
every stance requires dance ..
but i hold until its cold ..
and refresh without hashish ...
i told her i loved her
and she threw paper in my face
written on it words to hold me till
later
unreadable to me ..
goats mercy with forgotten wine
red caked leaves of green crazed
wilderness
organized organic orgy's
biomechanical manual redemption
flutes and whistles
strings and stones ..
bubble beats and basetone support ..
i still tell her i love her,
and she wishes for my safe return to
her ..
goats mercy and remembered grapes ..
i drove myself to the edges of madness
..
to keep comprehending her ..
idiocy is the new black ..
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