jeffrey robin · Jun 30, 2010
sonnet in raw anger

and so very singularily, we
come. we go, we piss, we shit, we live, we die

we pretend so monumentally
that we really give a damn at all

watching the flesh of  god take human form
                                                                                                                                    
and all the beauty here around, all the light
all the sacredness that is love itself

oh, yeah....such a fucking game that is here
wondering so intently how we should treat

illegal immigrants and friggin queers
and never seeing eachother eye to eye

what is the truth...what the lie my friend?
talk....cheap talk///we babble til the end!!!

 
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