Writings to Our Mother VI | Page 17

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Blue Suede Bloom by Sid Baron
Jet fuel can ’ t speak Prey , manifest neutrality Teeth of god shred flesh , grow weak Pray , manifest neutrality Blue cornea salivate nostalgia Intercourse // celestial capita-
Formerly I did believe
You did believe
Propelling hooks you ; tango-
They slide - in - through you .
The pixels in your brow -fall- You are left squinting .
You can not feel the -failurein the burning of autumn trees :
Blue suede bloom , Soft helicopter sings death
- I love you so I love you so I love you so -
It ’ s not that I ’ m not enjoying it ,