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Friday, March 21, 2003
Reality bites, and everybody needs to feed. Some are force fed.
Many go hungry. Many eat enough for ten hogs.
Some barf it right back up. Poverty the cruncher
chewing and knawing at our bones. Hiding away inside
heated boxes. Curled up warm beside the box of dreams.
Linearized reality by sewing seams. Fears transmitted
through satellites launched by thoughts. The sleeping drones.
Love dreams all home...Ashamed to discover
that it took war knocking at your door--
before you felt to care to understand all is everywhere.
Meanwhile the roots are showing in your bleach blond hair.
Horseshoeing past Boardwalk and collecting two bones.
Pass and go! Fill up ole Betsy with the finest oil
and pave the road. Heading for the mountains.
Guided by the north star.
Frankly ya' little mutha's you've got to give a damn.
A wire in Athena's circuitry shorts out.
The Warbeasts claws clench into the world.
Will you let it make you believe it's you? Holding on,
the city shakes. All quiver as the rivers of emotion rise.
When was the last time you confided in a doG
instead of crying WHY!? Living high off the hog;
drowning in the intoxications of you's, me's and I's.
As now all our relations surround us~
fear not the powers we are--
shining stars that is all yours and mine.
Time tells all stories~ unfolding into the ways
you may will it to spill. The thrill is high
and the soul can soar low as it knows not where to go.
There in the depths of woe let love be so.
Please click onto:
WHAT
THE
FUCK
IS
GOING
ON
!?
posted by Milli
at 3/21/2003 05:08:00 AM
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