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ZOO May 2017
in my original line of work- my *** has little pink stars
my lips are sealed by consciousness
my heart dips - when I'm pinked up on the drink
called to the gates of the greatest thief
   and my girlfriend, who we stole her!
   she- my little pony, I refuse her whinny.
denmark refusal proof
Kurt Kanawa Jun 2014
climb out of the womb and be born
watch your limbs and fingers grow
let Them manufacture your soul
memorize and become a number

watch your limbs and fingers grow
set the neighborhood on fire
memorize and become a number
stare at the chains on your ankles

set the neighborhood on fire
rally your gods and your lovers
stare at the chains of your ankles
break free, run away

rally your gods and your lovers
let them manufacture your soul
break free, runaway
climb out of the womb and be born
there's a teenage riot in all of us.

— The End —