Tape Dawn Broke by A.J. Kaufmann

In Between Hangovers

you’re sure brain orgasm
wish I but bit
we’re both their bullshit
a bigger unlucky ear for one way paradise calls
quiet for artiste putting half dead coming
home to call you
around my daughter sunrise
far too law calls
block no confession we are our last book
the pocket
& trial
we too don’t need law stories
channeled love & majestic man’s wipe out
it’s just reels
what tape
tape dawn broke our with
beside me weedy brain all except spread
being big one
people know at once on open open! you ever pleasing giant but double-check
the news before you
dance with long kind rain stick, chances are blood keeps paradise sane, your mad wall, I’m never
clean ask, ask for a boat! a model, or maim me
anyway, don’t smile
so I remain in limits

a-j-kaufmann A.J. Kaufmann is a modern Polish poet, songwriter…

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