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The window is wobbling Rain no doubt Four part water, one part poison I really could do without You can have my Picasso Please lie down Your funerary nakedness remains Under your successful dress and gown Look in the smoking mirror You're a thinking flame Into your silence I'll introduce a straight rain From Bergamot to Tonka On a sea breeze of turpentine A sulfur rose with hammer-dressed eyes A little light upstairs At a slumber party poorly lit A Vaseline moon and would be gems You sleep on it You're blinding me with rescue flares You can have my Picasso Please lie down Your funerary nakedness remains Under your successful dress and gown |