Malankov's Private Apartment

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by: Gregg M. Pasterick
uploaded: 02/28/2016
 Everything is further away
when you're in a hurry to get there.
Nothing gives a damn,
so why the hell do I care?

Everything always tastes better
when someone else is the cook.
The universe is expanding,
and I can't bear to look.

Lookie there, lookie there:
There's a lake.
     And I seen me a little eclipse.
What the hell
did she do to here face?
     What the hell did she do to her lips?

The bladderpod's in bloom,
and we're packing for the leaving.
We're too far gone to indulge
any self-indulgent grieving.

I'm a big fan of Purple Kush,
I'm a big fan of Gorilla Glue.
I can't seem to manage to get where I'm going.
So, what's new?  
Tagses: cosmic american (we can link these up later)

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