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()    () :•:   <•> & ~ Sounds like **** -:/:- Angry insistence on our RIGHT to be angry ( okay ) The RIGHT to ruthlessly retaliate (?) COME LET'S WALK TOGETHER FOR AWHILE •• hush /-: -/ wait Until the children stop screaming :-: All the wisdom crumpled up Thrown to the floor /:/ The gentle simple humanity ( what's that -- ? ) COME WALK THE STARK NIGHT ON YOUR OWN •• Little Joey Sweet Kiss ain't here Just the prostitutes and the pimps And the johns and the pain Yes the pain The indescribable pain is here (& you -- is that you there ?) •• The pages -- torn pages the monumentally vast pages The pained poetical sensibilities Torn and swirling In the night winds eddies Twisting grotesquely In the alleyways Where OUR children are sleeping Wailing and weeping WHO LEFT THEM THERE? after the love and the lust and the games That created them are too boring to be played Out on THE STAGE anymore •• and then of course The years Our Unfathomable sadness Totally immune To Our rage and our fear
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
Jesus in rags
()    () :•:   <•> & ~ Sounds like **** -:/:- Angry insistence on our RIGHT to be angry ( okay ) The RIGHT to ruthlessly retaliate (?) COME LET'S WALK TOGETHER FOR AWHILE •• hush /-: -/ wait Until the children stop screaming :-: All the wisdom crumpled up Thrown to the floor /:/ The gentle simple humanity ( what's that -- ? ) COME WALK THE STARK NIGHT ON YOUR OWN •• Little Joey Sweet Kiss ain't here Just the prostitutes and the pimps And the johns and the pain Yes the pain The indescribable pain is here (& you -- is that you there ?) •• The pages -- torn pages the monumentally vast pages The pained poetical sensibilities Torn and swirling In the night winds eddies Twisting grotesquely In the alleyways Where OUR children are sleeping Wailing and weeping WHO LEFT THEM THERE? after the love and the lust and the games That created them are too boring to be played Out on THE STAGE anymore •• and then of course The years Our Unfathomable sadness Totally immune To Our rage and our fear
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
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