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Let’s meet for lunch, and lunch is 12 o’clock. Eat in the yard, your soup is filled with rain. Pound your fists into the ground. I think my yard would like to eat you whole. 20 feet down, you’re the bogey man, you’re swimming through the dirt like a fish swims through dirt. I can run for 1 mile, I can run for 2 miles, I can run for 3 miles, I can run for 4 miles. And I will. Drawing you up through the straw of my apple tree. Then choking on a turkey bone from your turkey neck. Hanging upside down from your twiggy chicken legs. I can run for 5, 6, 7, 8 miles. And I will. Oh I will.

Story:
I found a tape of cassette 4 track songs I had recorded years ago. Not knowing what was on the tape, I played it in a regular tape player. 4 tracks play tapes at a much faster speed than regular tape players, so the song that played was slowed down a very much lot. I thought the drum loop on the song sounded neat at super slow speed, so I sampled it and built this song on top of it. The end. The lyrics were stream-of-consciousness style once again, but I like to take them at face value. (I don’t know that I can actually run for any miles at all, though, so don’t hold me to that.)

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