mouth filled with smoke of fires i did not start,
eyes clogged with imaginary rages of foam, my fingers
swell with rings, my subjects bow
in cobweb net. clamor for my love
+ i'll anoint you with expectoration. sacrifice
black widow + the summer is assured.
king of sequoia, king of lonesome dust,
i sing for rain's return, my reign to end.
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how should you feel?
depends on where you go.
6/11 is a date.
Like a birthday.
Sometimes the party is worth going to.
Other times it's not.
The Jaguar Uprising know how to throw a party.
Trust me.
So it depends.
Do you want to be at the party?
Or not.
Or do you want to hear about it told as a story by everyone you ever meet and forever know you could of been there but you blew it.
Who knows.
The entire world is full of mystic.
I liked the last two lines the most:
king of sequoia, king of lonesome dust,
i sing for rain's return, my reign to end.
this is a revolution of the mind
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