While making love, I knocked a bowl of strawberries off the night stand.
A mosquito stung my nose while I was taking a bath,
I slapped him into the water and bathed with him, dead.
I went to sleep and dreamt of a wall of water, hare krishnas, and a hanged man.
A full moon. A hurricane.
The rain, the rain, the rain.
The dams will break and wash the symbolism off everything so we can see what's what.
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