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All my friends are dead
yes that's right they're dead
one day we were hanging out by the river
and the sun started to get bigger and bigger

I said “hey Steve would you look at that”
He said “oh god I'm looking at that”
It was a giant flaming ball of magma

we armed ourselves with wooden spoons
took all the pillows out from our rooms
and built the best fort that you could ever find
except it was a secret fort that you'd never find

We ventured forth
into the loft
Our adventure had begun

Sitting before you is not a man, but merely a cracked shell,
A shell of the lightest pastels to the darkest hues,
Housing burning reds, spirited greens and muted blues,
with no motive, reason, or rational behind his ways,
Except to desaturate worlds and leave completely unphased, do not be amazed, for Colour Bandits have no morals these days.
They'll extract until colour no longer crosses against their path, laughing sweetly as they make luminosity feel their calm, evasive wrath. Head to toe in matte, for which is almost completely unmatched.
Apart from a spectrum, so brilliantly and viciously dispatched.

Dear The Sea,

You're the most zen feature of nature, a prolific saviour for stranger creatures that aren't quiet catered to stand on land, with a range of human-like behaviour,

But that's not my subject for why I excitedly write to you on this perfect day, for I've got far more important words of respect for you that I feel I need to pay,

You're an incredible source of inspiration, all the fantastical places that I've been taken, when I found my patience escaping and my feeble wooden boat on the verge of breaking,

My kingdom, is over run with
creepers and crawlers
ugly, messy, smelly, hungry
spreepers and sprawlers

frogsnarks hopping, hopping around,
buffalopes stomping and smashing up the ground,
Zebrats flying and hanging upsidown,

when i was at sea many years ago,
an octopus tried to drown my boat
all 8 eyes were locked on me,
the sea was black and it tried to squeeze

and my face turned blue, and my head spun around
and my feet weren't even touching the ground
I thought this was it, I was going to die

My dad's great
he has a thousand arms and a thousand legs
my dad's really great
he can snap tree trunks like feeble twigs
and my dads really really great
he's the strongest guy that I know
my dads really super great
he reeks awesome from head to toe

A wise owl once stopped me
and perched upon my shoulder
he said “I know whats in your pocket boy,
I spied it from a distance”

He wasn't wrong, he knew the facts
he had his beady eyes on me
although I turned and shrugged to him

If I had a jet pack,
I'd circle into space,
with roller-blades on my feet
and pencils in my hands.

But skating on the moon
is better in the morning,
and I feel better when