born in blue blanket fuzz comfort
castle palace home hoisted on steel girders over gold mine
trolls digging deep but never set filthy feet
on suburban streets
white as peach tree fruit
for this life to taste devour rape
home is a long way from Kansas now
swirls whirl down dark dank side of danger
cage I create and make sanitary with prayer
can't lie down for fear of falling into another lie
I would return in an instant to the solid mass of plastic heaven
if clarity wasn't so obvious, so sweet, so damn insistent
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