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all word, no play

Posted to Poetry




following is going to be one coherent strain of concious/subconcious thought, contained in it will be secrets I didn't know I was keeping. What does your soul have to say?

working,
working man,
sam I am,
tin can,
sardines aren't food,
pop-tart,
shopping cart,
price club,
caveman,
trojan man,
concieve,
convenience,
gas card,
fossil art,
artificial,
superficial,
paperweight,
iron plate,
suffocate,
air supply,
I don't want to die,
I made her cry,
birds don't fly just jump real far real slow...