Big Sur

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Dust to dust
sperm to worm
pull up from the sludge
and cry out
spit out the rage
suck up the fear
lock yourself in
and drive drive drive

quiet the nervous cables
circuitries
spinal cord
and fingers drool
for the bell that rings
on and on

any given day
it’s just that take what you can
and strike back
all the spacious smog
and stucco skies can’t belie
the truth
in her eyes

gone are the dusty gods
of duck and cover drills
gone are the dusty gods
of duck and cover drills

stardust that makes the hand
that pulls the precious bones
from the sand
jump from the rock
into the cool waters
and she shines
she shines
she shines
she shines
she shines

gone are the dusty gods
of echo cathedrals
gone are the dusty gods
of echo cathedrals

of duck and cover drills

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