The hog follows its nose into the dank earth
The man fears the fluid passing past the yard arm
Endless iterations on a theme folded and unfolding
Run the gamut on the shopping centre floor
Brick dust, coal dust; dust from diamonds
I am some foreign brother's 'other' up to die
Role play in shades of pink and green aghast
We are right now and the rest be damned

06/20/2012

Posted on 06/20/2012
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