(for Greg Tillman)
Minnesota, oh Minnesota!
coke addict's paradise:
land of pure blown snow
a blizzard of icy pleasure
to freeze your brain
numb the pain
you'll go down
with a snort and a smile
its just like falling asleep:
you'll never even know
you're
gone--
blown away.
Minnesota, oh Minnesota!
a glacial plain of ice:
crystalline pure the coolest smoke
the sharpest blow
you can find
glare-ice blind
you'll go down
with crystals on your lips
it's just like falling in deep:
you'll never even know
you're
gone--
blown away.
Minnesota, oh Minnesota!
land of a watery vice:
frozen water so clear you want to dive
drift in drunken depths of
lost longing lakes
softened in snowflakes
you'll go down
with amber and ice on your tongue
it's just like going up the creek:
you'll never even know
you're
gone--
fucking blown away.
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