Chicago Typewriter


The farmer stands,
Proud of his tornado,
Tentacles and all
Owls pressed through key holes,
And children tangled into cob webs

My stomach speaks to me in foreign languages
And my abdominals have become artwork

Extra, extra, read all about it
I have been holding,
My breath since birth,
And armageddon is in a math textbook

Bodies built from invincible bears
Our bodies built from invincible bears
Your body is built from invincible bears

My hands have kept me awake all night
All night

My daughter found you,
Half eaten by concrete
Projecting cannonballs,
And burying the anchors

We're all siamese twins,
With our torsoes convereged,
And with your legs dangling

Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!
Donate your arms!







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