face the horrible truth
the juice has got the use
fluid even before sunset
citrus skies are wild
tigers growling in the jungle
cheese pizza hot out of the oven
black and white photos of old cats
cold beer brewing in the basement
smiling cartoon faces with character
half a million minds were deep fried
electric musical interludes interrupted
flying saucers at the end of the world
I was dreaming about a giant earthquake
hearing voices of those who were missing
buildings crumbling into piles of rubble
a dark silence falling across the land
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