Stop
the tempo.
Quiet
the beat
Bump'ngrind
of life keeps
us at a standstill.

You say there is more
to this
more
more, more, more

fuck each inclination
of doubt
fear
of greed.

Just because your father
pays your way --
simply cos you've got
Versace and
a BMW
doesn't mean you've gotten
out of kindergarten.

The true meaning of
tragedy:

'Toddlers running around
playing Dress Up
with Ph.D's.'

04/07/2002

Posted on 04/07/2002
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