Hey, I'm full of soot and polymath
Suck in a mountain full of ash
Singing with your mouth full of flies
Find your mother locked in a hug by the sugarshack

I was in the paper today with a new story.

It's caught between my fists,
Soaked in brine and gin.

Marqueed with Spanish calligraphy.
I hung out in the desert
Eating sand and glass
To gild my throat with golden pollen.

Will you stand like a trunk full of sap
Bleeding sticky on the grass
While I break your branches to feed the forest?

A muscle to flex, you will finally be strong.

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