caret cornered
milky luster
in a creek bed
everybody wants to find it there
not the market or a coal mine
in a corn field there it would lay lost
someones rock is your perspective
someones fear is your divining rod
water bucket ripple ocean
nothings swim their magnetized course home
that's why we can't have nice things in this house
last time we left you here
you cracked the good china
13th century ming or whatever
cmon
the way you treat it
he should've spun this gold for someone else
put ketchup all over fast food
asshole
what difference does it make
you're a gem
some really special shit
and someone else might not appreciate it
like i do
a porcelain soul fired so smooth
is rare enough to take precautions
calm down over there
butterfingers
it's not a napkin
you can't just use her flesh to wipe your face
act like you've been here
or i'll never bring you back
all of the jewels left
they will horde them
if you let them do it
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