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come on brother
by Indigo Tempestai got a knit cap for winter
i got a black head for them who judge me
'i just want to get some cake or chips or a sandwich'
so let he among you hang on to your nickels and dimes
well they won't give me none of theirs
will they?
i have an elephant skin coat made of plastic
and fuck you then
'my mother is in the hospital and its mother's day'
Sir.
will they.
army issue pants
-- come on, brother
i got some boots here too
from the interfaith council
they's good people but all white and smiling
like they without sin
hm.
and the kids in the other lot
shooting bottle rockets at
these old winos
throwing stones
the first one is the one that's the worst
them good christian kids
01/07/2005 Author's Note: rattled off. needs major work. ideas?
Posted on 01/07/2005
Copyright © 2024 Indigo Tempesta
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Scott Cadence on 01/10/05 at 06:01 PM You've got that Tori Amos fire in you - your words remind me a lot of her lyrics, words that necessarily shouldnt work together - but somehow do. I imagine if you magnify the conflicts here you will arrive at a conclusion that will only make you stronger. :) |
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