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Jan 2016
i am faster than you
information flows threw me
like rocks through the air towards
windows needing broken
i am the dog of singular
multilaritied distributed kingqueenships
of ***** not given
and dances received
i just go
wherever they tell me next
to be imprisoned
i break bars i ogle stars
and we are just here
WE WERE HARE
I am eel
there is cooks
lined up to aet me
lust is the middle name of how hungry for food
thirsty for water
and alive we are!!!
chill
John Michael Mawhorter
Written by
John Michael Mawhorter  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
905
   ---, --- and Bianca Reyes
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