Steps down, steps tumbling, steps that surround
As if a broken neck, sleep paralysis is merciless
Today I worked so hard but the slider doesn't move
I went making every right choice today all day lord
But I'm poor, pity pity-pity po po po poor lord.
Lay me wrapped in poverty; let me rest with nothing
by Donna
Galerie Dennis Cooper presents … Aldo Tambellini
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