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I. (by Gregory)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n the lava of my soul ignites <\/p>\n II. (by Amil)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n Which shall it be?\u00a0 Shall it be <\/p>\n III. (by Sophia)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n I cast a longing glance <\/p>\n IV. (by Jayden)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n O wretched snake! O slithery eel! <\/p>\n X. (by Rylee)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n We went for a ride in your car <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I. (by Gregory) the lava of my soul ignites the path of my passions i watch as the world erupts in blameless incomprehsion as i cast off the shackles of my solitude II. (by Amil) Which shall it … Continue reading
\nthe path of my passions
\ni watch as the world erupts
\nin blameless incomprehsion
\nas i cast off the shackles
\nof my solitude<\/p>\n
\nbreadcrusts today?
\n(The people say no.)
\nOh no?\u00a0 Then shall it be
\nmuffins today?
\n(The people again say no.)
\nOh no?\u00a0 Then it must be
\ncake today.
\nThat is your choice.
\nYou have chosen cake.
\n(The people eat cake.)
\nWho decides which it shall be?
\nIs it you?\u00a0 No, it is me.<\/p>\n
\n at your figure, standing
\n by the door
\nThe grain of the oak
\n matches the texture
\n of your jacket
\nWill you leave the room
\n or will you turn away
\n from that wooden grave
\n and walk to me<\/p>\n
\nBe still and do not curl your tail!
\nBe kind and do not eat your meal!
\nStarve yourselves, we say, so that
\nwe may enjoy the beauty of this day.<\/p>\n
\nWe didn’t go very far
\nIt was just down the block
\nIt was about four-o-clock
\nYour car seats were cold
\nAnd they were also very old
\nYou know what happened next
\nI sent all my friends a text
\nYou can see yourself on Facebook
\nAnd see just how you looked
\nWhen you got denied
\nOn our little ride.
\nWe can still be friends
\nbut that shit got to end.<\/p>\n