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Loco motive

By Swanjive

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Sam crack them cans Your voice'll smash 'em to trash! Some goofed to wig city driverman must have knocked the breakman a benny tea 'Cause I can see you ain't had a cowcatcher before And those ironshod dogs click-clack on the train track like no before daddy ever did. with a pulse like mine keepin' time keepin' time machine pace can't replace a heartbeat your wheels devour amd burn this body, saguine coal to reach your goal cuts a trainwide valley through the center of the senses (Wish you were a heap of color on the strand Water flowing in and out . rivulets material corporeal. Cover me oh salt brine and sandy eyed I will return} and kicks cans down a tin cave mouth! singing the delicate pearly swirl of a goddamm bottlecap! Written September 1st, 1992 © on Apr 09 2002 06:21 PM PST   17 • 0 • 10

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