/ from the swatting.

I won't and I won't / talk about you / who / it's an anger coming lack / of running / heart beat lack / of sleeping.

Dreams won't do it and neither. Dreams won't cut you. You believe / some sort of angel / plays your piano and uses up everything. You believe. She used to be an angel. She used to be some sort of girl. But now some / peanut butter kills you / if you eat it. If you eat sprouts. If you eat. Who doesn't eat and whose / pond is this drinking.

Fly. If you could fly.

There was a mosquito in the car / yesterday / it kept resurrecting itself.