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Go By Streetcar
15:52
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You didn't close the door before.
I don't remember where I parked.
Like over under, like two streets down.
It doesn't matter. I had the weirdest thing happen to me last night.
Tomorrow afternoon my cat was snoozing at the foot of my bed.
She was just sleeping and I decided to concentrate.
The kind of concentration I did as a kid. I closed my eyes
and it made my head swim like a fish in a cup.
And I believed that my cat was more than my cat.
I thought about this for five minutes and then I peeked
open my right eye
and I could see that she was a little bit bigger than she was
five minutes ago.
Not much but enough that I noticed.
I know I know just
follow me.
So I shut my eyes again, for days, backwards,
four days backwards.
She loves when I scratch her little chin with her planchet. That's
what the queen of a cat gets.
And she was covered in stars and flowers. Cover yourself.
Let me think, I guess I could just fall asleep, I don't know.
Stars and flowers.
And there's where I can look.
Yeah.
Like the hair of that guy,
you know that guy. Oh looks like the moon is um,
it looks like the moon is losing air.
And then there was and then there was
a parade with dark eagles.
Black ravens came out slowly.
The jet ski lifestyle.
The jet ski lifestyle.
Alpacas riding jet skis.
Yes, alpacas can ride jet skis just like you.
And her arms were long and reached out like an electric cloud.
And um the porch light was broken.
Um and she could teach me how.
And then I opened up my eyes again.
My cat was as big as me, like a person
and her aura was glowing like a campfire.
She was telling me things, she was explaining things,
with her eyes,
in my head.
My cat said, "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. Do what I say. Go outside."
So I opened the front door
and that's where the cowboy was.
Okay, I'm getting on this train.
I'm going to think about this train for a while.
I'll see you there.
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Mazerr
16:28
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The Coast
24:16
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Marshmallows are from hell.
They want nothing more than to be roasted,
toasted,
lambasted.
Raked over the coals with pleasure.
The Empress sits at her fire
staff in hand
two fluffy marshmallows at the end of her wand.
"What say you? How do you like 'em?" she said,
as she reads the thoughts inside your head.
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