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He showed me his war face….the T-shirt was worse.
Like the flag of Japan where the sunrise had burst.
And imagine the look of that loser who’s cursed to fall down from the mountain while stealing your purse.
And I tried to be stoic.
I tapped on my phone.
I practised the fine art of turning to stone.
But he narrowed his eyes and he ran through my llama.
Then he left me alone with my crumbling karma.
I gaze from this ledge with a view of God’s Land
where the roads end in tears and a blanket of cans.
And it’s all been so long since we nurtured a cause cos the cat
stole our tongues…and I cant find a torch.
We show our respect for the forces of freedom.
The freedom to shoot
and the freedom to force my opinion on you.
If you say you’re not for me, you must be against me..
The way of the World .
Let’s pretend i’m the giant who’s wearing a crown,
I concede that this gravity weighs me down..
But from high on this hill i shout fe fi fo fum
I smell the blood of…… no-one
I’ll hum to your rattle
I’ll feast on your bones
If i only could find you and be less alone
But i can’t remember the last words i said
Or the smell of your perfume
My side of the bed
Still i walk down the path with my hand on my knife
Lest i sense some resistance
Some signs of life
And how many months now?
How many years?
Will someone remind me
Why I’m here…
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