Slip Groat

from by Lyle Christine

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So long my sweet, we had a good run, squashed those elites with a metric ton
We’ll toast the Earth a million miles away, where we observe (I’m sure we heard?) a very slight delay
So long my sweet it’s time I leave, I’ll call you when I’m there
I’m walking out with my hands up my hands up in-the-air-with-no-intention

This danger, on paper, undersigned by allies of the evil empire
These changes, on pages, overseen by masters of the friendly fire
Those pledges, dual edges, carving out the lines across an oily desert
Those borders, dark corners, they’ll be sure to suffocate your every effort

Don’t wake the kids until they’re ready, learning the steps until they’re steady
Your stone embrace with no affection, in those mistakes you’ll find perfection
Don’t tell the kids about my troubles while I’m in repair
I’m walking out with my hands up my hands up in-the-air-with-no-intention

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from Duff Steer, released March 20, 2017

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- patience of a toddler, radioactive levels of cynicism.

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