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Huddled by the bypass entrance The sun glared at the Earth's Asphalt facade, walloping it accordingly Cameras sat patiently on the Sign-beams like congregant birds Waiting to snitch on someone Behaving out of turn Those adoring paparazzi Admonishing, admonishing Wannabe-rapper-wannabe came crawling Out of the watering hole Still parched yet gasping for air Looking like he'd been swimming, Looking like he'd been up against a current That traveled generations wide "Spare change, anyone, Spare a quarter, help Little old me?" Tsk. - Doors locking Tsk. - Glass shimmying "I'm not out here for fun, man" The whimpering stray Bitch-slapping the open air "Well, **** you all, any way" The drone of throttled engines Rubber to road and fleet vanishing He's melting, on the wing of the onramp He is being drunk whole "Man, **** you all, any way" An echo's trace as the ghost ships depart.
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 5:09 PM UTC
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Huddled by the bypass entrance The sun glared at the Earth's Asphalt facade, walloping it accordingly Cameras sat patiently on the Sign-beams like congregant birds Waiting to snitch on someone Behaving out of turn Those adoring paparazzi Admonishing, admonishing Wannabe-rapper-wannabe came crawling Out of the watering hole Still parched yet gasping for air Looking like he'd been swimming, Looking like he'd been up against a current That traveled generations wide "Spare change, anyone, Spare a quarter, help Little old me?" Tsk. - Doors locking Tsk. - Glass shimmying "I'm not out here for fun, man" The whimpering stray Bitch-slapping the open air "Well, **** you all, any way" The drone of throttled engines Rubber to road and fleet vanishing He's melting, on the wing of the onramp He is being drunk whole "Man, **** you all, any way" An echo's trace as the ghost ships depart.
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 5:09 PM UTC
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