zombatic you say?
take in and swallow this
soul live and street lights
city buzz and fly-by bums
all the liquor and dope
smoke after smoke after smoke
finding my self again
in places i've already been
lucid in your arms
dancing in your light
adrenalin fools
in the awkward night
lets be lasting friends
and starlit cross country
lovers if be
but mostly
transient dirt and dreams
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