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Sep 2012
I've got enough wax rhetoric
to fill a pail
      and then
            fill it again

with ideas, words

& cheap inconsequential

         garbage

                 Shall I paint it
                 and call it
                 shiny new?

I'll call it lawn trimmings
      to the jungle
I'll call it house cats
      to the lion

It's a small word
in a small world
  
   - But fate has a way
       of magnifying these
         types of things -

Call it a misadventure

Starving,
                call them
                 hungry ants
                 to climb your leg
                 and all you want is
  
                 to lie down and forget

The   sting  
                   is   like  
                                 raindrops
Dustin The Destroyer
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Dustin The Destroyer  I live in your head
(I live in your head)   
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