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moonshine

so

i was standing by the ghost

pissing when i saw the light

shining it closely resembled

mars defacing the earth


i

was afraid the house was

crashing the moonlight was

unforgiving i thought i could save

it and brody and footpenis


agreed

so i floated over the soybeans and

pushing through the dark

with my hands the stars were white

like lasers so was the moon face


to

face with the blackness that was

the earth my mortality hovered

above me like a billboard the

earth had slapped me in the



face
that wasn't possible so i did it
again the whites of my eyes
violated by a black pupil black
as an anti-moon told me


the
earth doesn't want me here the
ghost consumed me relevant hand
motions explained why the belly
of the beast is now muddier than the


moon
when your life sprints
across a soybean field in the
moonshine towards anything
the earth slaps me in the face