81 Today
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My day today was the snapped elastic of 1981
Time shon the sun on this light creeping recoil
and we were sat amongst vinyl
and orange
and brown
Time wasn't going to eat a morsel
Because Time's knees were grazed
to the ligament
on the finding that
'the 46 year old now boys' store fat instantly
very different to 'the 11 year old then boys'
who just grinned fat off
in the short pauses between thinking about tits
Time though does truly loves us
Time sits at the head of the dreamerlip board room
and tells us the fantastical fantasy
of its fantasised fantasies
Bassline figures deliver it pressed
pinstriped
metalflaked
platinum
Time is going global
We are Time's bedroom mirror
We are the hairbrush in Time's teened up fist
We are these things because Time is a hero
The fly sat on the rim of the non-standard lamp
hasn't actually got dog shits in her belly
like most polled people expect
She has actually got chirizzo everyone
She sees 11 year olds
in time
in sane
in awe
in their own rights
in love
Boys of big good
Two on 2 wheels
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81 Today ❚❚