"Calibration" \ "...Is Pushing Luck"
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Underneath her shells when bitten
Laugh your brittle carcass wrath
Every time you make me hear them
I grow distant and opaque
Your core stability that pleasures
Have you the patience to commute
Through a traffic you have driven
From the buffalo you'd shoot
I have to warn you
That I haven't got a clue
Stones they keyed adjacent
Made of only habit, too
Bill the Cripple's switch won't mention
Every stair-step marks your back
The flesh I tasted stole remission
Cackle that breaks your mother's back
Give me all the bout that's pissing
Poke the back and watch it crack
I am the last of your prisons
Enemy acquaintance past
I have to warn you
That I haven't got a clue
Stones they keyed adjacent
Made of only habit, too