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Jan 2017
There's a rip in my jeans and a hole in my wrist, there's a fire in my mouth and bottles on the table, there's a cut on my palm and blood on my shirt, there's a long way to run and a lot in my pockets, there's an alley two houses down and a bad idea around the block, there's something loud behind my ears
Let's take a ride, let'***** the corner and sing our hearts out for spare change, let's throw punches and not stick around to see if they connect, let's stuff everything in our backpacks and run out the front door, let's take up the street with our bodies angry and breathing and defiant, let's say **** the police and **** all the banks and **** all the CEOs and **** all the people who speed up when they drive past and **** everyone else especially and let's say freedom and death in the same sentence and let's pass out before either one happens, let's wake up and rub our temples and sift through the wreckage, let's take off through the back yards of our neighbors and not stop laughing till the cops stop following, let's climb the fences and scream the morning sun into the sky, let's take a line to the face and cross state lines frantic and hungry, let's tattoo our convictions and bail our friends out of jail, let's ******* and get high, let's hold each other down, let's get it together, let's pick each other off the floor, let's walk outside, and let's dismantle this day like all the others
Tyler King
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Tyler King  Ohio
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