Concrete Coloured Clothes
H. Hawkline * Track #6 On In the Pink of Condition
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Concrete colored clothes drag like atlases
Pristine papers scrolls
No holes
No pins to show
Callous cactus feet dig into the street
A cul-de-sac
They eat a pack of tongues when they're hungry
Cupboards occupy their eyes for hours
Occupy
Occupy
Cupboards occupy their eyes for hours
Occupy
Occupy
A knife a jackal speaks
It's an [?] to sentence from a home
A home of tomes
Where slate grows slow
Dig your cactus feet deep into the peat
The roman roads
A yawning maze of tongues with no corners
Cupboards occupy their eyеs for hours
Occupy
Occupy
Cupboards occupy their eyes for hours
Occupy
Occupy
Cupboards occupy thеir eyes for hours
Occupy
Occupy
Cupboards occupy their eyes for hours
Occupy
Occupy