Halloween
Dogs can walk like humans don't.
Orgy of stand-bys, false specifics, endurance from enforced full,
- Anonymous
There's no motherly of secrets, you're obviously one.
Does this even bother you, question of finite?
I hear there's no salad bowl enough for your stomach
I hear your belief in octagon's as structured as the fact
That crabs can cross a street and passers-by ignore them
Guess what, I saw one a minute ago and they didn't.
I hear the ending is sorry and a vandal's limit
Reaches so far only when a gate is unopened
I hear stamina is regret and there's no salad bowl of windows
Nor concoction of shadows that matter to no one mad
Are trials for all only a temporary dot, then? Are periods
Era only in place of a comma when, say, bicycles strike?
I bet you didn't let me in. I bet yours wouldn't shell me.
I bet I carapace no one's protection and my friction isn't free of duty yet
Or at all, will you let us? The theory of advance is supposed to be beset
But how is there "be", when everything's but an insistence of a self
A holding of breath, a terror in the eye of a baby, as it were
How are temples delimited when it excludes no one?
There is then erroneous in pieces and something can be no more untrue:
Your inability to an introduction slights me like a blunt cuss,
Orgy of stand-bys, false specifics, endurance from enforced full,
- Anonymous
There's no motherly of secrets, you're obviously one.
Does this even bother you, question of finite?
I hear there's no salad bowl enough for your stomach
I hear your belief in octagon's as structured as the fact
That crabs can cross a street and passers-by ignore them
Guess what, I saw one a minute ago and they didn't.
I hear the ending is sorry and a vandal's limit
Reaches so far only when a gate is unopened
I hear stamina is regret and there's no salad bowl of windows
Nor concoction of shadows that matter to no one mad
Are trials for all only a temporary dot, then? Are periods
Era only in place of a comma when, say, bicycles strike?
I bet you didn't let me in. I bet yours wouldn't shell me.
I bet I carapace no one's protection and my friction isn't free of duty yet
Or at all, will you let us? The theory of advance is supposed to be beset
But how is there "be", when everything's but an insistence of a self
A holding of breath, a terror in the eye of a baby, as it were
How are temples delimited when it excludes no one?
There is then erroneous in pieces and something can be no more untrue:
Your inability to an introduction slights me like a blunt cuss,
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