Last chance for revenge
First time spilling blood,
If only vicariously through the turn of wheels and the windshield's broken knuckles
If not for these fraught deliberations of unbridled rage
A tormented poet could be momentarily famous;
Artistic outlets can't pull a trigger.
Jul 25, 2021
Jul 25, 2021 at 4:14 AM UTC
Last chance for revenge
First time spilling blood,
If only vicariously through the turn of wheels and the windshield's broken knuckles
If not for these fraught deliberations of unbridled rage
A tormented poet could be momentarily famous;
Artistic outlets can't pull a trigger.
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