twentyhundred

Dracula smile
two years for possessing drums
should’ve been welcome spirit flags
no one there and you fell out a taxi
you knew you really knew it
records replaced by discs replaced by poltergeist plasma
as the terrier patrols and you look down a four streetlights ending
die in the snow, there
lights on cars signal reverse

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