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choked poet

Surrendered my choices
To thieving gods
Scoundrels the lot
What’s I got left?

Mother-fucker
An ancient spell check
Rusty tools and
Spent imagination

Reality is a
Subtler rock bottom
No rock and roll hero
Here
Just a choked poet
With an oblique view
Of the ground
Getting closer
By the second

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On Tuesday July 29th, 2008, After hours (636) writes:

this just threw on sneakers and strode all the way home..nice flow

On Monday July 28th, 2008, An Expired Member (23) writes:

suicidaly good,love this read

On Monday July 28th, 2008, downstream (94) writes:

falling face first into a spine jolting smack in the face/ the silence will be broken and whats stuck will release and explode - as per usual - work worth reading, much appreciated ~Downstream~

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