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Carry Stress In The Jaw (sleep Part Ii)

Mr. Bungle


Powder grinding mouthful
Pull the day from the nocturn
Somniloquist is the nightmare's song

In the multiplied objects of the external world
I had no thoughts, but for the teeth
And of Bernice I more seriously believed
That all her teeth were thoughts
The white and ghastly spectrum of the teeth
Meditations were never pleasurable
The phantasma of the teeth maintained its terrible ascendency

Lock into bitten dreams
Perfectionist break like
A child's mouth

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