Tested
While the birds dream
of worms and sleep
Blue skies and dropping shit
on freshly cleaned cars
I have a bag full of bees
and a pocket full of snakes
to whisper the answers
into my ear and out my mouth
Broken
to look inside for a prize
that was promised to be
a piece of mind
The workings of this structured maze
are hidden by a luminous fog
that no candle can punch back
and the answers are all wrong
The answers are all wrong
so what is right
the time has disappeared
leaving power to those
who shouldn't
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