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Unmarked White Vans

from Unposed Questions by Mama Would Be Proud

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Hey all you unmarked white vans driving down the public street. You been trappin' up rapscallions in your cages sittin' sweet? Because there's nothing like a jolt of fury when you got no strength to use. I always end up aiming right at me, but that's the ritual I'd choose. And I won't will myself to sleep. No choices, I have to play along. I have to turn my cheek. Exploding knee, twisting in three, locked in two with one more sting: you have to play along even when you don't want to breathe. I guess I wouldn't mind being kidnapped is what I'm really trying to say. I long for one lonesome floorboard to score my head a stable place to lay. My moods will continue spinnin' so I'll never be wound up tight. I'm too mopey for all the grinning that I do. Wake up twelve times at night and that's the closure that I get. And I'm lucky to get that. Either/or I'm torn and my jaw is sore from the "let's just leave it there at that..." Won't will myself to sleep. No choices: I have to play along. I have to turn my cheek. Exploding knee, twisting in three, locked in two with one more sting: you have to play along even when you don't want to breathe. Even when you don't want to breathe.

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from Unposed Questions, released November 1, 2010

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