I pass myself off as a replica.
previous applicants need not apply?
why?
are we just fodder for cannon when needed
and when needs arise
who dies?
not them tinpot general men
it's us
and then the telegram's sent
to the family?
I suppose they just text telegrams today
it's another institution that passed slowly away
there's much to be said for the personal touch
but we don't get too much of that.
On Sunday I usually hate Sunday
which is the day before what I call
no fun day
a monday
and I want it to be Friday
I'd like it to be Friday in
nineteen sixty nine
but likes are like time mines
they blow up in your face,
that's why I pass myself off as a replica,
I never knew the real me.
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 6:01 AM UTC
I pass myself off as a replica.
previous applicants need not apply?
why?
are we just fodder for cannon when needed
and when needs arise
who dies?
not them tinpot general men
it's us
and then the telegram's sent
to the family?
I suppose they just text telegrams today
it's another institution that passed slowly away
there's much to be said for the personal touch
but we don't get too much of that.
On Sunday I usually hate Sunday
which is the day before what I call
no fun day
a monday
and I want it to be Friday
I'd like it to be Friday in
nineteen sixty nine
but likes are like time mines
they blow up in your face,
that's why I pass myself off as a replica,
I never knew the real me.
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