why the right needs the left

what was a take what you can for you'll die soon    a half clothed foiled furred creature    bent        bowed and in time               bought  
                             and bushel'ed because of language
  and       because  the death around            saved thought from thought
                                                                              and   because the will to survive broke silence

in an unfortunate locust blanket catapult needing nothing and everything consumed your most
                  leave very little to beauty
                           
                                                   was and   is of need of writ
ended up carrying what survives   and we must acknowledge this      became

   you write her now
                 save the colors but that doesn't matter
           time is of the essence and never forget the win you took from them everything isn't what it feels to be

for the fellows are not fellows       they are just as keen to celt and coil and kill as you have become              in normal pallet       bread can be bread and broke as long as long is lent for
      it is no lngr gft  but sanctuary gold to win            forgetting clothe and carry the wounds are carried and can be forgiven    in victory if not dead
                          but to make sure the death is known in victory we die to live
       and

i wear the colors and have spent what the code demands  so i am bound to survive
      but then

Aww the she will see will be live do like we live dope sieve shine well blink will save the children banquet safe here we are love the real dance the safe look around and live the banquet feel the like and lip the rest
think beet be best
think song and dupe tests   for the will and light sees us through

                                but then
      lipped palindromes sow golden leaguers to their shoulders and become themselves within the sown savior of coase theorem and
                probably more importantly in the look their looking at me  and it depends on    my perspective now
       in camera          because there will be a win      regardless     of of  
or my neck had grown but fuck you because i have all the power and will decide what matters to you
                    but then
         isnt the sound of the ocean becoming? not without measue does the welcome beacon pleasure
      here and from here     most
 
                     as blue as it can be      now     will poison most        and was always undrinkable
 
                but then
   curry your blinded calises here for i am keen to make you will lax as silk to seal sutures soverign forgetting of the death before life is here and it as in death takes time become this
     in my eyes for i am soft and can fight

         will in time give life        the gift of ale but with personality and or skin  un-purnctured mostly      and measure regrettably lacking heat the tast of blood
               but how do you know
 as we dance
         
     but then
the cats hair carpets the wood floors and the need to pee gets me out of bed on my day off
     i touched a crystal to my skin and felt a release
          i've clawed and will claw again 

their cue

the fuelagenic class being fueled and clothed already doesn't know of the missed sacrament sanctuary
 known to them  in convenient scolds and or polls said to be winning
       the wantless class has been with        us       all along  its just that
   
     when the sound is said and movement is made to produce either one becomes annoyed         it isn't right or the work has not been efficient enough that the   taylor maid voice box telling them  you are enough skipped
 its commonly paid less          then them      missed           their cue and is
       
    all of the sudden not worth their their     as     it is perceived
              and how its similar is not reckoned for the game would be up    and all the bags bought in vain would be bought in vain
                                   for those moments are for what those things are about          of corse
because that is what we wear and                 that is the easiest way to get what you want they say
                                                    the dead is gone and so this has to be life
says the both of them as they are
        what kind of fight does this have to be          or how long can i keep speaking the better language  and winning   a war     enough to die clothed and what    with snacks
    i've heard that it all is  anything     enough to lie about at least
                               

   
                            

So you want where we came from

So you want where we came from do you where the blankets are thin for the outs and thick for the ins you want   your tired trains full of you  to you more you
                            and your planters while planting you     plant pilgrims who        while dosing you     wear tearages of wild fancy blooms scented in you  
                                                        planting pickles and calling them quills
who go on for some reason and write their own reasons for giving you more you what a terrific magic so tidy and blessed
       you who is destined to die will live on in stench and staunch reckoning because you will die
                      you      who is destined to ditch will be loved by the ones left and love to be left
So you want where we came from do you    pockets bleak bones and only banks feel the real can fill the reals with wondering pictures now    and then when lost letters meant you could blend dropping r's and a's meant you could blend   working dumb and dirty destined to kill meant that you could blend   carve her up gentleman for she is vast and wants to be less      smoke your blends and feel the cloud as she does  less is more
                        blend   like the   poor and life  blends as if it means something       you    then  made them believe in you            back then                  so why not now
  so you want where we came from do you     a faucet of phosphor       strike a match and drink       bleed cows and crawl away from the seeded sickness you gives you and me for the antidote is obviously money and always has been           she wild       is wilting again and she is gone  groaning to someone else           bearing burnt ends and bland shirts blends to    so play along    you say      it matters to me that you     me more then you and we comply again       and therein feel       a different feel    dance to a different dose     and caliph to a different bridge owned by you  for you figured this out a long time ago        and          passing it along to the in death secrets     is your you you keep to yourself
and so you want where we came from do you yet again      for the rugs need cleaning and there are spots on the porcelain
                                    its hard to get good help these days
or flip the record to the b side and listen to the last song
tell me lie and tell me its real      tell me its new  because it is a new lie    for it is new and pure
                tell me its cautious of its neighborhoods so to believe                  tell me close    so i believe  the shock  is pewter pot    meat and veg    the cancer unknown   slowly leaking
                  dot the ire    and lend nothing else    and they will love you
So you want where we came from do you   we want us so you give us you and tell us  
         its us  to be had if we'd just let you do it     we will have us at last     and we believe