László Reynolds - Gluten of the Eagle
I jolted from a crushing vision
Of my cul-de-sac in the human condition
Tried to square off with the circle
In my room I didn’t find a shirt
That couldn’t smell too clean
And so then I drew up a stupid little guy
Once again I ask you
Is there room for me inside this joke?
It’s dead out here
There sits a tesla burning
And a pair of chewed up antlers
I request an early funeral
The sulphur transparent cost five pence a pound
Now you suffer unevil with me
These are expensive promises
Did I just synthesise the gluten of the eagle?
Brain stem hummed of hunger to freedom find
To Dunedin I did fly
And fell into a quantum Vincent Beverage leap
The Texan burned his big peach cobbler
I need a new job
And a new flat
And some good film recommendations
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