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I’m looking for some glue,
\nbut all the tubes are empty.
\nIn the kitchen, aerosol cans
\nhiss and try to tempt me.
\nI’ve stolen vodka from next door.
\nI’ve smoked a pipe of stems.
\nI feel like meaning’s matador.
\nI need some M&M’s.
\nIf I were in Ecuador,
\nI could just eat some plants.
\nI’ve even heard there are some
\nhallucinogenic ants.
\nI’ll eat lead paint,
\nI’ll swail, I’ll faint.
\nI’m looking for a noose.
\nBut now my stomach hurts
\nand I’m afraid my bowel’s loose.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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