Sunday, June 30, 2013

8:13: the poetic odyssey

tyger, tyger/burning bright/in the forests of the night/what the
hell?/my eyes water from that smell/like a corpse ate a corpse then
fart/what jumble what sightful schism what delusive spark!/bet you
never need a flashlight/when you carry babies off in the night/did he
who made the lamb make thee?/damnedest thing i ever see/he obviously
took a devious turn/to make a creaturefroth and burn/tyger, tyger,
burning bright/in the forests of the night/sure hope you cant climb
this here tree, dude

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