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I drove a dump truck
full of lies and blight
through the blinding
of the sun's true light.
I delivered it to you
Happy Hour at night.
Our government is a carcass
parasites eating its ideals
political prostitutes rich
from inside trader steals.

Lobbyists own all of DC.
**** the bone marrow dry.
**** the middle class now
the poor will do or die.
I had a breakdown fell
apart in puzzle pieces
everywhere I spilled
was bits of my verses.
Help me put me back
to myself again, please.
We are both in our cups
when we drunk connect
one calls one answers
the same numb correct.
We talk forever after
with echos of laughter.
She died
suicide
I'll never
know why
it was left
for me to
bury her
I will join
her in death
final breath.
I lie in her grave
and slit my throat
bleed out our
true baptism.
That day was so long ago
memory is vague shadows
quiet whispers in the snow
prayers for the widows
tears for Canaries caged
as the coal mine raged.
I'm still that little boy
confessing little sins to
be forgiven by a penance.
Instead I ate a nun's stew.
Acquired taste devil dance
before I die one last chance.
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