#Feast your eyes upon all the
mangled
twitching
bodies
trapped in the grills of fat and
brown
package
trucks
so far away from the idyllic blades of
green
and
sun
crossing pot-hole asphalted rivers where
alligators
speed
amuck
We all get hurt crossing seemingly
empty
perilous
streets
and end up in some wolf-dressed-as-sheep
machine's
sharp
teeth
are we different from the insects
roaming
on
instinct?
If only you could wiggle your body more to the side
but the alligator never slows and the wind is a bonafide
bully.
At least I can see whats ahead, might as well enjoy the ride.#
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 1:56 PM UTC
#Feast your eyes upon all the
mangled
twitching
bodies
trapped in the grills of fat and
brown
package
trucks
so far away from the idyllic blades of
green
and
sun
crossing pot-hole asphalted rivers where
alligators
speed
amuck
We all get hurt crossing seemingly
empty
perilous
streets
and end up in some wolf-dressed-as-sheep
machine's
sharp
teeth
are we different from the insects
roaming
on
instinct?
If only you could wiggle your body more to the side
but the alligator never slows and the wind is a bonafide
bully.
At least I can see whats ahead, might as well enjoy the ride.#
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