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With your feet in the air, and your head on the ground . . .


{Tuesday, October 21, 2003}


I guess that’s me
A ball of pop culture
With some arms and feet
As discrete
as I’ve tried to keep the drama
and cancer
it’s no secret that I hunger
for someone to feed the answers
Let no tears fall
From none of y’all
Just remember it all
The beauty as well
As the flaws
Here lies Sean
Finally free”
And as I look across the sea
I smile at the sun
While it feeds the weeds
The nutrition they need
The people still breathe
The city still bleeds
I’m a love it to death
And keep planting my seeds
I’m a love it to death
And keep an eye on the seeds

- Atmosphere, "Lovelife" from the album "God Loves Ugly"

posted by Miles 6:12 PM

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