TheNumber12LooksLikeMe

Surgeon.Surgery.Funeral


Our velvet skin tears so easily

in these ultraviolet windshield wipers

I want you to read this a million times

the ballad of a boy noone cared about

between sunsets I invent new ways

for things to break

the things we believe in are

only distortions of our fragile

reality

Science fails us once again

take another sip of your cyanide martini

drive ten miles faster for me

maybe we can crash this car before

sundown

call the surgeon

we need an operation

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My heart is on strings and wires