Catching the beat beat
The one all the kids are talking
About
The soothing idea, the sharp form
That castes this idea, ramblings,
Chasing the street owls that fill our
Hungry back ally's
The diners that house the ticking
Of this bomb of life
And the escape of the American dream
The rise then fall of everything
A ghost of propaganda and it's madman of society
Listen to that old junkie
Scattering truths as a media news
Writer.
It's all secrets
It's all lies
Welcome back to the twilight edge
Of forgotten roads.
May 19/11
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