Ghost of the warm ocean
Why do ghosts have to pay the price? Lets get on this thin raft and sail across the sea. I'll bring some nachos you bring a bong, never mind We had them packed all along. I enjoy these long days at the edge of the sea, Woman nude sun bath on the hot sand.
- I used to be a zesty Man I used to have a moon tan. Kudzu and whiskey in the blender. Eating nacho cheese pickles while smoking weed. Let me bask in my solar powered dreams.
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The drool farm at the edge of the shore. We stop the party to fuck at so many ports. It's raining synthetic buttered popcorn. Are we already dead?
- Would you like to ride on my thin raft? I'll let You off anyway you ask. This raft even drives on land.
- A lock box where I keep my deepest thoughts. Cannon blast snaps mast. She goes to some quiet corner to consult the tarot. So I dangle it out in the wind, but you can't see it from that angle.
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Something horrible has attached to your back brain. The Human thing is insane it has always been it shall always remain. The prairie wind shall never end, its the ghost of the warm ocean so long ago.
- These brutal starless nights. The delightfully ominous skies. A dark rainbow that you can only see at night. Angels hang from power lines while we stay high all of the time. It's time for a soup broth bath. It's time for us to rub dust on the secret valley that everyone visits.