Thumbtacks

My thumbtacks are profound
so profound
so full of lightning
Run
thumbtacks
run
through the meadow of remembrance
and past
the wasteland of desire

You will never miss the sound
of the albatross whining
oh how it whines
oh how it snivels and whines
flee
thumbtacks
flee
and never look back
never
never
never

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