Powder grinding mouthful
Pull the day from the nocturn
Sonmiloquist is the nightmare's song
In the multiplied
Objects of the external world
I had no thoughts but for the teeth
And of Bernice I more seriously believed that all her
Teeth were thoughts...
The white and ghastly spectrum of the teeth
Meditations were never pleasureable
The phantasma of the teeth
Maintained its terrible ascendency
Lock into bitten dreams perfectionist
Break like a childs mouth
Writer(s): Michael Allen Patton, Preston Lea Iii Spruance, Theobald Lengyel, Daniel Heifetz, Trevor Roy Dunn, Clinton A. Mckinnon
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