blood capsules
I strolled into the lobby
mouth full
blood capsules
blood capsules (Blood Capsules, 2015)
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blood capsules
I strolled into the lobby
mouth full
blood capsules
sing for ourselves alone
speak into
the microphone
cedar smudge our headbands
and take to the skies
started quoting Tolstoy into the machine,
I had no idea what you meant.
I guess I’m supposed to figure these things out,
or maybe it's supposed to be self-evident.
but I’ve gone feral,
and I don't speak the language anymore.
we're headed deep into the forest, I’ve got the pedal to the floor.
raised his boys in the way of the trade
Hector and Mando, young Eddy G
Chavo meant the most to me
look high, it's my last hope