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the orange juice, it tastes funny
and the silence? it's roaring
deep inside my vcr, looking out on me,
is a standard issue spy camera installed by
the cia
and every so often, i can hear the
subliminal message
the one that screams at you through
the snow on a black and white tv
" Keep the Faith. "
by doing so, i've given over to them
total control
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"butch rummaged through his toolbox, unable to find his phillips-head screwdriver. then he remembered: he'd left it buried to the hilt in that scoutmaster, up at piney lake. shit! now how the hell was he supposed to finish his birdhouse?" |
