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steps in wrong directions equals 3 times 365, seven seconds in heaven when I unbuttoned your shirt you'd have thought I died, like my big brother almost did when he fell out this big ass tree when we were little but I think he just broke his arm, glanced off every branch on the way down but managed to avoid more serious harm, like you avoid serious commitments, you got a penchant for keeping your distance and I hope you hear me shouting from a thousand yards away that it's alright by me, I don't know if Australians say blimey but if they do then I'd pretend to be Steve Irwin and say that a lot of times per week when I feel weak, cut me deep like cutty flam when tom's workers got shut down by the man, I heard a woman a century old cry out every day after lunch that she was ready to die & you could laugh and punch me til im the same age she was and I would still still scream out the opposite then politely ask the nearest flying bison descendent of appa to sit, quantum physics and shit are not really up my alley but my big brother was thrilled by it in fifth grade if I had strong even fist and adequate rage I'd punch a hole through time and space and make a door to a fifth dimension where nobody has even heard of the phrase Twitter mentions & even after she got chubby people would still act cool to Jessica Simpson, because damn y'all gotta get it thru your skull these women ain't objects, I was being dramatic earlier when I said that thing about steps in wrong directions, what I meant to say is that to me every last breath you've ever taking is precious, like you dress yourself same as a lily bed & im severus


and you were made of oak
& I think I could choke
on the heart on your sleeves
when your hands are on my throat

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from not feeling dead, released October 20, 2016

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BOY LEGS
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SAM HENJUM ANDERSON

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