Numb elbow,
Cotton arm,
Sometimes I cycle myself in the warm.
I centrifuge my mind.
Anti-wrinkle spin.
New label
Softener born,
Sometimes I fold myself back to front.
I iron my mind.
A hit of steam.
Going back home,
Returning to the hole.
Sometimes a I drown myself in a machine's womb.
I drain my mind.
A drop of bleach.
Rinsed grammar,
And shrunk verses.
Sometimes I lose myself in artificial mazes.
I whiten my mind.
A
Cotton arm,
Sometimes I cycle myself in the warm.
I centrifuge my mind.
Anti-wrinkle spin.
New label
Softener born,
Sometimes I fold myself back to front.
I iron my mind.
A hit of steam.
Going back home,
Returning to the hole.
Sometimes a I drown myself in a machine's womb.
I drain my mind.
A drop of bleach.
Rinsed grammar,
And shrunk verses.
Sometimes I lose myself in artificial mazes.
I whiten my mind.
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