putting in place, lost time
the revenge of the many, weak and unbound
stay with the method, forget the trailer plough
the kids are starving in the kitchen
asking for food from a wildebeest bear
the man answers, no shirt there will be no sale
now where do you suppose these jack-o-lanterns r' from
the man in the hat with his pants at a crack
being forgetful, ain't that what is frowned
the two of them, both, so beautiful and fair
one worked for the mind, the other loves railroad gin
these women i love, will i see them again
searching for answers, camus writes the plague
the young man asks, what do you read sir and why
the mother she cried, her funeral wrong time
the stranger he waits in the darkest of depths
strange days upon us, no word of a tale
i look in the mirror and see maggie's farm
the slur makes a movement, forever in charge
the people keep voting, pathetic at best
they'll find ways to win, no matter the truth
they'll do it in Florida like they did with the junior
money doesn't talk, it swears, says Zimmerman's twin
Gemini's in motion, the bongo, the gin
babies eating food off the ground, mamma don't care, her kin
the warden rubs his palms, waiting for his Big Mac
Joey and Kelly on their way to the big time
asking for words, big words, like lethargic and mindswept
this poetry is over, the poet paddles above breath
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