8:30

It just came out of my head

Ohbrahma rattle on.
The caldera has split the fences.
Lifted veils, now come to your senses.
Dear princess, rather priestess,
You have spoken your peace into existence;
Your plot to launch, of your land on which you plan to build a rocket�" but, oh. Stop it.

Nobody wants no line drawings, nobody wants no line drawings no more from some smooth talking yester-w***e.
Ya better give em scripture, they want statues, something to clap to.
If they ask for sculpture give them oil
Slammed into Lennon,remind the children the lanolin is kosher.
I remember somebody told me about Kobe
The very same day somebody told me I should fall into the ocean then hear
I go again, I’m sorry see, it’s fine,
It was just the wind. Just the wind.
It was just dust in the wind, nothing but dust...
I learnt myself on the smellin salts before I knew how to walk, hit several walls, started creepy crawling, now I am here running

Author's Note

Don’t gotta have a soul to be a ghost

Reviews

[The Twin Arenas]

I like it. Great line breaks. A Kobe reference. All the corners are painted. You give just enough for the reader to work with.

[Davidgeo]

I also spend a lot of time with stray humans and inherently confused animals. You're borderline objectively creepy... you know that, right?

[Relic]

I don't know, I think this means you really want to make spaghetti in oil at John Lennon's house at 8:30. ;-)