The Third Hand
gentle, O twilight, over the little charioteers
that fold maybe your gipsies love, I wax it so...
wax the a-mechanical, the heh wheel, heh... click
home's beyond turning your nugget... wall war water drink NONE
maw is ass, shore to all hands enough, the KILL furs the battery
scum to sound diagramless, sight prattle light
Light Lather, step ashore hands out, rob the cheddar process
your... image's the movement, rubber legs interconnect
THE NEW ROMANTICISM PRATTLES ABOUT FOURTH HANDS -- while
we've yet to hear of the THIRD HAND...
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