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banana skin salad in
artificial lemonade
peacocks salivating
mushy rooms belly aching

Oreos are okie dokie
ocean breezes open up me
analyzing any eyes
evaluating coffee grinds 
 a manifesting apple in me
apple in the Snapple leaking

sticky salamander fingers
static on a broken speaker
attics over broken theaters 
salmon eating taco teachers
teaching choco taco preachers
 preaching at Chicago creatures 

opal rings and oval things
are focusing on yodeling 
a social need for opening
in total global offerings 

and in a soup or telephonic 
happiness in playing sonic
 gently speaking thick Ebonics
sickly tonic
Let's be honest 
boys  
Posted: 2014-07-29 23:07:31 UTC

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