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Turned On Oxygen Breathing Robot (T.O.O.B.R.)

Posted to Action Poetry




It was a big bang
Got the heart moving
A bling blang
Had to turn away from the light
Right, day into night
It's always a big bang
When God does his thang
Always a big bang
that fades as little kids are singing
in a choir-like vision in black & white of Children of the Damned,
But it's always a big bang
When God does His thang.
Static, baby. I'm tuned with a satellite.