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Jul 2019
Hallway whitenoise, brain toys, medicate me
I need something and soon, strong
Come along, just now, open that can of sardines
It means we don't care, collectively, sublimely apathetic
The rhetoric is twisted, morality misted, disintegrate
Reproach and radiate the poison and that noise and
The boys are calling with rifles and machineguns
Infantry funds, nicotine in stiff lungs
It comes and lunges, for you, it's just how it do
React, snap back, back crack, spinal tap, piano wire wraps noose-like
Fly a high kite, set the bar high and crawl right under
Tear me asunder, lightning, thunder, another monumental blunder
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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