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Born to beg Human touch Ask of it Sell myself for it Inauthentic thrift Fed winter's coal Drinking the winter sleet A conscious envelope Sympathy divulges vanity The mind is borne on spines Beaten backs and chalk lines The factory smog blanket The film reel is tainted Nullified by the future Blood is upheld through drink Or the scraps 'neath the kitchen sink Mistress and minstrel Colliding in such fashion The green of grass but the soil Which accentuates the home The smoking pipe for the open mind And love's ill script Black soot of night, laid on wheat The farmer's purple grain The miner earns alone
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
Earning The Cold Keep
Born to beg Human touch Ask of it Sell myself for it Inauthentic thrift Fed winter's coal Drinking the winter sleet A conscious envelope Sympathy divulges vanity The mind is borne on spines Beaten backs and chalk lines The factory smog blanket The film reel is tainted Nullified by the future Blood is upheld through drink Or the scraps 'neath the kitchen sink Mistress and minstrel Colliding in such fashion The green of grass but the soil Which accentuates the home The smoking pipe for the open mind And love's ill script Black soot of night, laid on wheat The farmer's purple grain The miner earns alone
DerrekEstrella
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
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