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“The angels
gag on a permanent rag
Molotov cocktails
with porcelain wings
You hammer and claw and make noise
at yourself, and the hammer
keeps banging
until a pine tree falls out—out
of your money and into your mouth—
through glass
basement floorboards
and over the sky,
which is an image
you can live with, live with
or die The pink comes back
to your cheeks overnight
You've been standing
in the cold for a mighty long time”
― Radiant Companion
gag on a permanent rag
Molotov cocktails
with porcelain wings
You hammer and claw and make noise
at yourself, and the hammer
keeps banging
until a pine tree falls out—out
of your money and into your mouth—
through glass
basement floorboards
and over the sky,
which is an image
you can live with, live with
or die The pink comes back
to your cheeks overnight
You've been standing
in the cold for a mighty long time”
― Radiant Companion
“The noiserocks fall twisted
into each other's dreams, their colorful paratrooping,
their skinny dark jeans, little black walnuts
to the surface of this earth. You and the friend
remain twisted together, thinking your simultaneous
and inarticulate thoughts in physical lawlessness,
in chemical awkwardness.”
― Radiant Companion
into each other's dreams, their colorful paratrooping,
their skinny dark jeans, little black walnuts
to the surface of this earth. You and the friend
remain twisted together, thinking your simultaneous
and inarticulate thoughts in physical lawlessness,
in chemical awkwardness.”
― Radiant Companion
