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CHEVRON

by SOFIA RETA

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THE SAND HEAVES LIKE A TEMPLE I RAN MY HANDS OVER THE STRANGE, HOT STONE HE THREW HIS YARROW ON THE FLOOR AND NEW SPACES WERE TOLD SOLOMON'S HOME, URIEL'S HOME CARELESS FOREVER I COULD SPELL HIS NAME WITH MY TONGUE BUT I CAN'T PRONOUNCE THIS LOVE WHY CAN'T I CARE THE WAY I SHOULD? THE WISHES CAN'T UNITE UNITY, FOR THE NIGHT
2.
YOU FOLDED INTO THE NIGHT WITH AN ANCIENT GRACE THE PERFECT TUNING OF A CITY WOULD HANG LIKE AN AURORA'S CURTAIN CAREFULLY YOU PEEKED INSIDE TO SEE A LINE OF FACES INSET ON A VELVET RING SURE AND EASY, ALL THE TOWERS AND TURRETS ARRANGED INTO HOMEWORK BUT WHAT ARE THOSE STRANGE SPACES I LIVE IN? RANDOMLY ARTICULATED GRADIENTS OF BLACK AND BRIGHT BLACK COAL SPIRIT AND NAPHTHA PURRING LAZY HALOS OF SMOKE ISLANDS AND BASINS OF CLEAR WATER YOU PROBABLY THINK IT IS "A REWARD TO BE UGLY" NOT OWED GLANCES OR THOUGHTS BUT STILL DOMINATING YOUR PRESENCE HERE, IN THOSE SPACES I RESIDE IN ACUTELY AWARE OF THE DIZZY SOUND OF YOUR HAIR THAT WE ALL WATCH UNRAVEL INTO A CONSTELLATION OF GUTS AND GLORY AND SUN BURNS MAYBE THE ONLY WAY FOR YOU TO ACCEPT A COMPLIMENT IS TO DISREGARD YOUR PHYSIOLOGY AND ANATOMY
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MOKIE 04:00
NEW BEAUTY BREEDS NEW FUNERALS I COULD SEE IT COMING BABY JUST AS CLEAR AS A BROOK FIREWORKS FOR JESSICA RABBIT YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME A THING NO, YOU DON'T HAVE TO SELL ME ANYTHING NOW, YOU'RE READING MY SIGNS DON'T YOU TELL ME A THING I WON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU FEEL SO LOW HUNCHED OUT, OVER THE ROAD TRYING TO TAKE YOU OUT MAYBE YOU COULD HAVE THE FIRST TOAST WE'LL POUR TWO GLASSES OF SEMEN PUT THE SEED IN YOU I'M GLAD YOU FEEL FREE GLAD YOU FEEL FREE NOW I'M LOST IN YOUR FOG NOW I'M LOST IN YOUR FOG NOT FOR THE FIRST TIME BUT LONGER THAN THE LAST
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IT'S THE BIG SOUL IN THE MOUTH SURE, IT CAN CRAWL ITS WAY OUT SHOULD I SINK MY HANDS IN BURIED LIGHT? TIE MY HANDS DOWN, TRUST YOU THIS TIME? YOU'VE GROWN ON ME LIKE A VIRUS TUNNELED YOUR WAY INTO MY SKIN BUT I'M SURE YOU LIKE THE WEIRD WAY... THAT, I'M SURE YOU MUST KNOW NOW YOU SHOULD HAVE SHOT ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE SHE'S GOT THAT WINE EYE AND A FOGGED UP MOUTH A CIRCUIT OF NYLON WORDS RUNNING OUT RUNNING OUT SAVE ME THE NIGHT SHOULD HAVE HAD IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME
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OBEAH 03:53
THE SILVER SPIRIT LEAVING TOMORROW THE SILVER SPIRIT IT'S GOING HOME THE SILVER SPIRIT IT'S FORWARD KNOWING JUST STOP IT, DON'T PRAY. YOU KNOW ABOUT THE WILD SUN YOU KNOW SAY MORE, CRY MORE FEELING ALONE FOOLS SAY YOU'VE BEEN ALONE BE THERE, ALWAYS DON'T GO, RISE HERE: SHOULD I LEAVE IT AWAKE? WOULD YOU BREAK YOUR PROMISE IF I KNEW? WOULD YOU BREAK YOUR PROMISE IF I KNEW? IT'S COMING HOME TO YOU THE SILVER SPIRIT COMING HOME THE SILVER SPIRIT IT'S COMING HOME FOR YOU

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