Doll Face On The Calico Highway
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Doll Face On The Calico Highway
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With not a warning
A doll can grow eyes and walk
Speak strut and talk
Remaining in something that seemed right for needy
Studying the faces of everyone who walked by
Or car that pulled beside
If I was looking I woulda found it
The long path to lazy laying
Sprawling itself over the lawn for cutting
In the frame, but not for consuming
I saw her, on a bus to nothing beside a can in a plastic cup
Hair like yarn, when a statement like thick merino wool
Pushed out of her mouth, slowly slinking
It was ok
Do you know her? never met her
I read thru closed eyes
How to live without danger
The white sheet over me can ignore
Until she got off and started to trip
Glass formed into a small face
And cracked when it hit the ground
After a small pause in thinking
Languid drawls leaked out
To another number
Nodding and falling
Following every word or fixture
Swinging to the weight of whatever
Without care or resisting nothing
Do you know her? never met her
I see in closed eyes
How to live without danger
The white sheet over me can ignore
I don't know the white lady
The nurse or the number three
Where she goes I like to walk
On a road unknown
She doesn't go
Where I want to go or travel by the plain highway
It's like a parked car who doesn't like moving
It sits in sand until the water picks up
Oh do you know that type of chocolate crystal?
Calico woolie, la tigre blanca, do you?
Filling a blank cup of a purple liquid
Not knowing evil from a little lamb
I am like water but tricky to touch
And finicky in constant but slippery in content
Did not find her but I, I am not looking, looking
Do you know her? Never met her
I see in closed eyes
How to live without danger
The white sheet over me can ignore
I don't know the white lady
The nurse or the number three
Where she goes I like to walk
On a road unknown
She doesn't go
Where I want to go or travel by the plain highway
It's like a parked car who doesn't like moving
It sits in sand until the water picks up
Oh do you know that type of chocolate crystal?
Calico woolie, la tigre blanca, do you?
Filling a blank cup of a purple liquid
Not knowing evil from a little lamb
She doesn't go
Where I want to go or travel by the plain highway
It's like a parked car who doesn't like moving
It sits in sand until the water picks up
Oh do you know that type of chocolate crystal?
Calico woolie, la tigre blanca, do you?
Filling a blank cup of a purple liquid
Not knowing evil from a little lamb
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