Episode 41 Dream Up a Century

I talk to people you know Your friend is a marvel. Says she has a
collection of collar bones Hidden in her bedroom drawer right next
to the promise that she gave to herself I say those things are
simply Beautiful My friend tells me not to lead the flock astray
But I would—never—they inspire clearly with their ever-circular
reverie I could not; pigs bite and I don’t emerge in that kind of
Pain. Because you are distinguished shift shape and conquer Like
the monsters we hope to be A singular heartbeat, seek the structure
inside Seek the structure inside I have heard that vibrant love
gets you mangled, but under superb lighting Every one notices
you’ve become iron. Strong in your red boots, strong in your Start.
Agreed. Success is measured by unconquerable prose Dripping with
horrible resin from the outer banks of the sun. The Swamp is a
corridor and we must find its inception to know how to exit. Dream
up a century. Hands in the fire. Walk into