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Riotgoyim
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RIOTGOYIM
Inappropriate sentimentality.
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When Horns Break Off
00:25
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WHEN HORNS BREAK OFF
Knowing where you live, it used to be so wide
The land is covered up for life inside
Listen to the ground, the snow is cold and soft
In the month where the moon is the one when
Horns break off.
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BEING A CHRISTIAN MAKES YOU UNATTRACTIVE
The meat market at the top of the hill
Has giant tri-tip cyanide steaks.
Fucking the howling Jesus Christ in the ass
With a bigger cross.
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THE ACOUSTICS OF THE 1977 GMC CARGO VAN
Sunny, ride, elbows, icepick, lamp, Polaroid.
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Bukkake Wheelchair
00:11
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BUKKAKE WHEELCHAIR
I am my own birthday cake.
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The Ref
00:07
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THE REF
Jesus was signaling “unsportsmanlike conduct”.
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Anne Rice on a Surfboard
00:38
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ANNE RICE ON A SURFBOARD
Mama put the cup of blood on the windowsill to cool
Soap scum pumps through your heart
You come alive
Again and again
On a cellular ocean
It’s a capital notion
Evil gives chase
And you get dick
Again and again.
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Dustin the Librarian
00:44
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DUSTIN THE LIBRARIAN
Broken glass and shredded hands
Chunks of asphalt in the sand
Window cleaner in my cuts
Woman’s footprint on my nuts
Static cling and electric shocks
Shattered toes and bloody socks
Sock is soaked of blood I spilt
Fingerprints of bloody guilt
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Fingerless Glove
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FINGERLESS GLOVE
Filter-tipped bad skin brood.
Tiny dots of blood in the cleaver locker.
Batteries are not in the ghetto blaster.
A side collision in a Fairmont.
Dance in a barrel and pine on the grass.
I would walk ten miles of drainage ditch
For that bitch.
I’ve got a rhyme for your wet, shiny shape.
And then, ten years after, my stony escape.
I’m draggin’ my trenchcoat across the landscape.
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DEATH SENTENCE ON A POST-IT NOTE
Being a realist means
You ruin everything.
But that says less about me
Than it does the state of reality.
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TrashCanEagle Sacramento, California
Official label of XOC* and friends
* one of those video game music guys
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