turn the cranks oh
keep the pace up
quick fast and its
whiplash
when they shake down
their dirty hands down
my leg
to my waste
wasted a lifetime
recognized a lifetime
that its fairly early,
is still a long time
sentence
direct demenstrate
to anyone you can
dominate
raise the stacks like dominoes
before its on wrong talk
that silent conversation
that turns shoulders,
I suppose
this tradition existed
before nations were formed
first families with
lots and lots of papers
coward shots toward later
when maybe someday
its worse to die on their knees
than win as a player
hard hitting truths that missrepresent
mutually asking
why the fuck
no passing go no
fucking idaho oh colorado
dustbowl snowballs
dust will blow
like its always done
and snow will melt
and dround the knowers
thinking and rising tip topping
towers; laws hiding lows
will float fine and high
till youre back turns upside
face down the wrong side
and it was always going to be this way
like will had a place
on or tongues or our faith
believing one man speaking
for all man
such a bad omen,
nobody noticed
and nobody cried.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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