Seafood Dave

allow me to give you what you want
And open doors to the jaded room
Laugh at the backs of the emeralds and kiss the fingers of silver hair
I enjoy the shining nights
And I enjoy that phasing lights
And it's the rangling of the cowboys that gives me the days
I've escaped from hands
And wrenched my way from lies
Because you are lies
And I am not a liar
I am truth and you are everything that's ever been hanged
Everything that's been prosecuted by history books
And left out of bedtime stories

Silver bracelets are only there when humans exist
Rochester lolls silently and kills
Because onomatopetia kills
And then something silently kills
I know.
I know.
I know.

Rampant is the field of horse-jellied ravens
And the little feet of small Indians come on the stage
They play the song of fruits and berries
And beagles trumpet their lives away.

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