Testo Miranda Tries To Push It, Once Again Laura Hocking
stop shaking your head o come onit must be clotting on your tongue
well you gotta hock it up and
spit it out today.
o youre awfully pale but cmon
lets push it home today i say
i say, but you just yawn to cover up
the ticking of your
knees beneath your dinner tray and i
am disinclined
to pander to
or fish for you today.
stop shaking my hand o come on
no congratulations due.
cant you see im doing well?
it ought to take its toll on you
but you. keep. so. composed
while i get drunk and intractable
dancing on banisters in
inappropriate clothes,
lets MUCK IT UP TODAY
today the colours spill
theres confusion in
the categories;
and though the autumn light
looked watertight
IT APPEARS TO BE PISSING DOWN ON ME
(push it home today
push it home)
THE WINTERS GONNA BE HELL FOR YOU, DARLIN.
THE WINTERS GONNA BE hell.
(push it home today
push it home)
THE WINTERS GONNA BE HELL FOR YOU, DARLIN.
THE WINTERS GONNA BE hell.
i aint awfully brave but come on
i can bear the brunt of you
lets toss it up and
altercate today
i. get. so. terrified
all fractious and fidgety biting my nails
so just knock it off and decimate today
todays the day the boards will fall
and the trees will fold their fractals in
and im, o i know im, i know, o i know im ok
im right as rain i
am.