Try to describe that strange feeling of wanderlust that
captures, envelopes and surrounds everyday Mister
Jones, Smith, Brown
as sitting they throw paper airplanes at suicide proof
twentieth story windows while daydreaming about
floating off to Sunny Floreeda and Pastel San Fran
or skin burning Rattlesnake country with
that strange feeling of wanderlust that only captures
Mister Jones, Smith and Brown in its
psychedelic knitting.
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