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 Nov 2020 pôr do sol
Aerien
the noxious dragon in the spine awakens
some kind of poisoned Kundalini
stretches upwards, burrows downwards
sends out spiral tendrils across tendons
enraged villi seeking
something, anything
to sink themselves into and cause
neural ruination
a kinetic torment raging
Language spoken at the roof of the world carries the same
feelings and emotions as the
Language spoken at the bottom
of the world.
Eyes so dreary
soul so weary
I reach to bed to lay low
devilish thoughts sneak in
whispering the night is ours
let's make some love
Remember, back in the day.
When belts held pants up?
Do you remember?
When you wore them to look presentable?

What happened?
Guys, wearing belts just to pull the pants down showing their underwear.

Looking more stupid wearing it.
What happened?

Remember when saying the B-word just wasn't heard?
Now many saying it like it's a common term.
Especially ladies stating to a friend or two.

Remember, when fistfights came and went.
Now, you got boys thinking they tough with guns.
Under this impression that they are men.
Least, they think they are.

Things, so uncommon.
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