S C O T T   P I E R C E
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from THE KNIFE ALARM

 

 

I'm gluing the handle to the blade

as bluegreen air goes in front of the eyes

travel would be inevitable

    it meant      some circles would have to widen

 

 

I'm draping my body over some furnitures

 

and the knives fly    and the fans go

and the shadow makes a play thing of this body

 

                                 you hear that?

 

I have a pop song stuck in my chest

 

 

n e x t

 

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