Texty: Horse The Band. R. Borlax. Bunnies.

And a beef will rise again, broken machine in his
hand. Ten words: snapping bunnies twitching gurgling
forget the bombs in your eyes. Roaring with whispers
to the tiny bunnies SMASH/SPLAT those fucking bunnies.
Send them information in a sensationalist manner, THEY
CORRUPT. Heads snapping and misspelling eyes twitching
in response to the sound of the words. Red world-like
words zooming boiling. Moons in the shallow sky.
Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies SPLAT/SQUISH
those fucking bunnies. Twitching bleeding screaming
bring the hammer down. Screaming bunnies bleeding
bloody bunnies smeared across the ground. Drool
spilling down his chin unto his beard as he screams
red words at A blank and pointless sky of mothers. Red
words popping and crackling black. Ten words: Snapping
bunnies twitching gurgling forget the bombs IN YOUR
EYES. Forget the bombs in your eyes. Speak the words
to crack open the sky