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Rage Room
Swallow it up
Wondering where it was
A real good push
A real good squeeze
The way it's shot is different
Bottled at the source, like a body wash puppet

I don't know it from the ending
How I want to be turned on
Please eat me whole
And spit me into
The darkest bends

Trapped inside Tuesday
But no one trapped under icicle testes
No new tides, sweet and pretty
Nothing gained, yet nothing sold

Under the hood
Outside the stall
Not quite paused
Propped up my old eyes
To see sweltering hawks
Breaking new light
Still, surprised to see nothing