A scream a shotgun
Pierces the air
Into the hearing senses
Of the skull..
And the collector
Has data rushing in
Lost energy
I am but an intelligent void
Because when I'm up
I'll be strapping you down
To the floor
Hit the floor
While I'm singing my song
All alone
Not waiting for your line
On the telephone..
Math Dick/Collector (by seung kim)
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