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I am a crocodile
I say I am an artist
I say I’m an artist
my blood is full of war drums
can she be any more naive
if it’s just -
I say I’m an artist
see me sleeping in sick
see me like somebody’s darling
can he be any more naive
if it’s just -
free like a minister’s pet
I told her I’d been driving
see me outside
I call the sun a lamp
can I be any more naive
if it’s just -
hit and a hot mess
let me stick to the cement
sweat and so many similes for
sex -
can I be any more naive
I’ve got time -
I want to try like somebody’s

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at a friend’s wedding
slipped away cut away
fucked myself