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Fresh Cotton Swabs

from Alien Canyons by Roaming Herds of Buffalo

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Counting invisible tongues
Tucked back in lazy repose
Oh what a transmittable taste
Sucked through a throbbing hot hose

So we sat
On the lawn
Inkstains bleeding across
Empty medicine cabinets yawn
Where are the fresh cotton swans?
Gone gone gone

Parked cars enjoying the touch
Explosions reach up under chassis and tickle our trucks

People we must get concentric
People we mustn't look up
Has anyone felt any fruit from the trees that we stuffed?

So we sat
On the lawn
Inkstains bleeding across
Empty medicine cabinets yawn

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from Alien Canyons, released November 12, 2013

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