Baby Hair, by Christopher Adams

Baby Hair

by Christopher Adams

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spencerwinans imagine you had a baby. but it wasn't. it was just hairy

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1.	baby hair (one) (free) 01:42	lyrics	download
although the shed's pure evil why would satanic heads appear in plywood dessert of chit chat your bra oozes one sugared tit, uncovers bruises nostalgia (bruised) fires the archival aesthetic used by my praised rival heartbroken four robotic versions of us crushed our brigade of virgins view paradise through stripmalls' acres of guys with ice cream hair, windbreakers
2.	baby hair (two) 01:28	lyrics	buy track
bears (slinkyfat alaskan bears) dream up salmon that outweigh an airstream third vision quest a bust imagine your flanks caressed by hearty passion taste changes since they laminated the menus: wince like when mom dated food microwaved in exile singes my gums, my shaved lips, kills by inches vast business parks emerge and hover serenely, arcs of stars high over
3.	baby hair (three) 02:47	lyrics	buy track
arenacrossed pastels of laser and smoke exhaust one's occam's razor if squares control who joins the choir it's cause rock and roll belongs to pirates thick baritone farts stun and vibrate a funny bone of air: much fiber ate late second shift we all huffed cleaning supplies and sniffed the fax machine ink romance (young) swerves between nintendo and rootbeer, nerves and innuendo
4.	baby hair (four) 01:47	lyrics	buy track
the neighborhood admits my wife's tile selection should reflect our lifestyle calves yogurtpink with veins the color of ditto ink mom passed a molar white jeans and no remorse could triple the ratio of mouth to nipple exactly when am I supposed to give up my zen approach for those two knives fantasize they're born the bloody and ziplocked prize detectives study
5.	baby hair (five) 02:08	lyrics	buy track
launched by a white rebellion xerox machines ignite against the sheer rocks chic sheik, a stud I watch an uzi geld me, the blood pink my jacuzzi for fun my wife got fucked straight into the afterlife, reborn a pinto stuffed bears regard the magazine aisle with buttonhard eyes: foaming, senile our own parade this little town says ohio made the world's moonbounces
6.	baby hair (six) 02:00	lyrics	buy track
these kids with their careers and lovers they only care about hangovers black ladies get that hairdo like an unwound cassette, doubt fiercely I can the stuffy yacht club blazer switches my flesh to hot steelwool which itches no ponytailed swordowner made an advance or nailed a real maiden learn how a snake fang goes through denim like birthday cake: the present venom
7.	baby hair (seven) 01:57	lyrics	buy track
off I'm about stoned on the tarmac's grasshedged edge, out there by the carmax all ponyfaced greek teens rent limos for prom, each waist a fig in slim hose without a shoe pain might increase if allergic to the wrap's adhesive break donkeyvoiced with asthma, eyeballs becoming moist as hebrew bibles the portable tv smears neon against my skull, the bush I pee on
8.	baby hair (eight) 01:27	lyrics	buy track
sheetmetal laugh rewarding thermos of pee each gaff, all jokes affirm us words (neon) say the new casino has a buffet (the works), slots, keno a styrofoam container always squeaks to be home and stink up hallways each overpass above the pickup truck we'd pass gas, the bright rain hiccup think soft guitar, exotic new age locations far from work or sewage
9.	baby hair (nine) 02:51	lyrics	buy track
emboldened by the strong example you set we lie where the bulls trample some kkk horsephantom nightmares across the bay: unholy light mirrors exastronauts' brains (vivisected asleep on cots) throb earthinfected electric smell of poolside beetle bags, yellow hell of bugs gone fetal a haircut in the kitchen freshens me: years I've been without possessions
10.	baby hair (ten) 01:53	lyrics	buy track
when you complain about the puptent and cocoa rain brings an abrupt end true fighters wear their pants high, ankles both unaware and agile bengals paired off me and my past selves battle it hand to hand for the gold saddle go north until your lungs hurt, bury your clothes, keep still: smooth cheeks grow hairy high, lonesome I pretend I'm horseless and mystify by prancing horseless