when it’s on you like yes and the beat repossesses and remember when they sang about tender blender hearts? it me. ‘Hellow. . .’ through the vacuum, ‘buh-byee,’ from Felicia the blue-eyed cat. and another cat, and another; and yet again–– ‘doucement, chérie.’ Dive under.
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