© Marie Marshall
where jim morrison and madonna dance, there is actors out on loan in a material world. They’re both so full of themselves. We don’t even own our own bodies. Wear a fur coat if you want. Who the hell am I to say. Jimi Hendrix is shy, but speaks up anyway, “tire tracks all across your back. I can see you had your fun.”
Crosstown traffic is what hits the four guys below.
Turned that useless shit into useful fertilizer.
Oh…that engender thoughts of that old Beatles song;
I don’t mind if you play with your tenses.
the things we identify with…and only they mean something… yes…makes total sense…
I like to leave a chink of sense somewhere.
I also don’t wear diamonds if I can’t squeeze them myself.
What else can one do with coal?
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