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Never FretSpanish grotto guitar hums,
rocks and cradles me like a cityscape pedestrian lullaby.
A dog barks percussion; car engines exhaust brass.
Notes jump exuberantly as you strum from the veranda
and float like confetti
as I conduct from the orechestra pit below.
Placid fulfilling loneliness,
indecipherable tensions tucked tirelessly
into each string's peacefully plucked
Your life meter is running outYou aggressively storm,
trespass into other people's safe havens,
Heaving, smashing, vandalizing pots,
all in a valiant search
for a heart to save your own.
Welcome to the love planet.Welcome to the love planet. A thick porous atmosphere of vitriolic paranoia hangs over viscous clouds of animosity and contempt. Rainy mascara-smattered tears drizzle on...
Just kidding, go fuck yourself.
No Room for MaestosoSometimes you're a trumpet,
puffing out rhapsodic song.
Wrap me in your fanfare
as I run toward your honeyed sound.
A rainy suit, squeaky shoes.
You just went from regal to blues.
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