Thursday, October 2, 2008
Thus begins the shitstorm
a hail raining debts, popping seeds
burying helms and carrying pleas
deafened by drills, and hollow in noise
opportunity struck, and now hammers a voice
withdrawing seems to cut slack
believing seems to give back
unknowing, we tremble and stutter-quack
if i bless you this gift, keep me by your maelstrom
strip me of all tangible, man-made ecstasy
and tamper with the courage that was still left in me
taken my pony and carlessly dropped on the pavement
i hurdle many stretches, yet this one nearly brought growl to my prostate
look beyond your dashboard and apologize for the stench, please
had you any truth in your dialect, i'd have agreed to lesser circumstance
momentum falls off a round foundation of hushabyes
liberated vengeance is a farther cry from crooked justice
and the stain of those sparks burn the ash through my wounded knees
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