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Apr 2018
Putting it on the slow burn
giving it some time
to turn
into a righteous indignation

they practice prostitution like
it's
something that's brand new
and those politicians fool you
because
that's what they're selling you
and you'll lap it up all kittenish
I wish it wasn't so,
but we've all been genome modified
brains fried
eyes fixed on the floating sphere
wish to **** I wasn't here
time
to do a Rip Van
hell man time
to disappear.

Degenerating, disintegrating while I'm
waiting for the social to be social and
feed my half starved family,
I've been waiting half eternity
but not so ******* patiently
******* take the **** and me
I'm getting fired up.

slow burn on the back burner
you take a turn and earn a buck
they'll try to ******* take it
and then wonder why
you think it's ****,

I wonder why but just a little bit
when I've nothing else to do
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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