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just like the sideways snakes

stretched out the covenant
out on your hammock
get caught in the net

American cardboard love
old breeds
old breeds
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I have new days
and old days
and days that streak sideways
across my eyes
then explode into a firework display
an array of washed out colors
those days I wear my glasses
try hard not to

on the off nights
I see him driving his ford
and flicking cigarettes
onto the wet pavement
I just spit off my porch
and think about sleeping

what a lazy life
I’ve colored as exciting

you’re breaking out
I’m breaking out
You’re breaking out
i’m breaking out
freaking out a little