set of eyes machine
Heaven is all pain
until you get there.
Dead angels hurt the earth.
I have spiders
and you
have wasps.
In the ambulance,
the kid sleeps on a door of hunger
to stay
awake.
I carry
in my mind
my mind.
It never knows.
Heaven is all pain
until you get there.
Dead angels hurt the earth.
I have spiders
and you
have wasps.
In the ambulance,
the kid sleeps on a door of hunger
to stay
awake.
I carry
in my mind
my mind.
It never knows.

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