LYRIC

() image of the sun
Is broken
F-floating crawling
Shimmering gibbering

Just on the surface
Merely on the surface
Flow(er)ing afterbirth (swelling)

When I get my sea legs

Flesh flesh flesh (swelling)
Flesh is a thin disguise
Flesh is a flesh disguise

Little tiny dreaming stars
Are sick and sad

My memory's image of the sun
Myriad pyramid's
Slaves
Piling pictures

'hello, image'

When I get my

Flow(er)ing afterlife
When I get my sea legs

When I get back from Menninger

A thousand suns (on swells)
A thousand
Floating flesh pyramid
Unstable and stolen
When I get my sea legs
Instant and endless-

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