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Mar 2020
A child born in space,
looking down his entire life,
clean and untouched.
Does he become callous to the ones in the dirt?
Or does he pay them any mind at all?

Insert the question mark here?
Where is to far or to near?
Can we buy a ticket there and just go?
I'm finding the darkest spot to lick my wounds

Crying plastic tears,
killing old fears

Pent up,
bent shut needle,
**** em' out,
flamethrowers,
beast screaming behind sirens,
bronze bull belching souls,
little holes in the blackback sky,
every ice cream cone collectively hitting the concrete

Put out your front foot,
left leads,
lead loaded longways,
yourways,
all day blowing off cigarette tips

***** hands,
ghosts of t34's,
chainsaws screaming into the freezing night,
the moon lights green shattering,
crumbling,
burning,
hate filled eyes to justify whole countries enveloped in back arch agony,
working on our own little holocaust,
out of sight out of mind

"A man in honor who understands not is like a beast which perishes"
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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