the happy machine is never used up,
never empty, never dry, never full,
never beat down and always getting up,
rolling up sleeves, personal, involved.
the happy machine is what you fill it up
with or without the liquids of your heart
beating drums pumping blood up in your head
making brainy interface more evolved.
make a mess of yourself once in awhile
let yourself undress the denial smile
widely sideways always amazemazemaze
me i'm dephased into all ways you feel
i read you like books full of blank pages,
you cant get away from my lovely gazes.
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