Irene - Caribou
Sunset Beach spray painted all over my Nail,
If my north node is in Gemini this might explain the surrounding gossip of when the weather lies to my face turned away from it. I am struck my the image of Kairon with his back towards time and the bald of his face covered in long hair asking me to come play with it. I've an inkling to grab onto poles and trees as knobs to flip the ground upside down whereupon you're on the other side blogging me from the same seat with google image between us where dirt and the inner core of the earth used to be. Only such digital powers could make this happen which is why its useful to get out of bed and finally cut something on a virtual time-line when all I want is to skip down the slick darkness of that road arm in arm with you. There we are hopscotching our way through every clip towards the same casino in Biarritz where upon I drag bets all over the roulette table syncing the audio of our gin & tonics with the ESC button into a pink flurry of seagulls deleting themselves into the soft hilarity of that ware. We wake to find ourselves floating on a SHIFT key off the coast of Biarritz and I am pissed you're taking up most of the room. Scoot over I say but yr busy filming us into the next dream which just gets me more annoyed and its all I have like death, I die right there at your pleasure knowing this life was all made up anyway because we've already prepared another one and RETURN key to this one: like opening yr front door to a million people that yell SURPRISE! YOU'RE ALIVE!
Your,
Clip me to the Moon
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