Wednesday, September 24, 2008


A world forced to swallow so
Causes the people to Start splitting
at the seams
human stuffing pours onto the street Corners
as the innocent rebel
in a cloud of Tar

A man and a woman
are cast to the ground
from a stone thrown above
landing in stuffing
they bounce back
to crave
the inconsistency of a STone
as soft as a ice
as hard as a cloud

brain-Mace blocks the pain
behold clarity
in the Name of the SKY
black rain doesn't fall on
the street Corners

The shit has to Come out
and why get it wet?

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