Half an Acre of Ribbon

Time always stands in the sink like that
I see you ready to get going with the microphone
but I am still having breakfast
in this Puritanical region

Why not get contagious with me?
I want to get in the wallflower zone
passed over by a flying “V” formation

Lenticular grabbing on with some fried clams
Backwater this whole time
making a meal plan appear gigantic

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