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by Johnny Crimson

They told the owner
to pack his people
and they left before the sun
and every tick on the old Grandfather
makes the the faithful squeeze their guns.

She said don't meddle
and be a pest kid
as you are likely to meet your match,
so I just lay there like a lazy
as she drowned me with her snatch.

The structured fire
that takes place here,
well it's all conincidence,
as Jenny melts with Mary and Christine
until I can't tell the difference.

We're just piles
upon bodies
or the other way around,
there is no merit or reward
so far down here beneath the ground.

So I lean solid against
the bike rack
as the flock all take their turn,
my eyeballs rolling round the mountain
until their names I can't discern.

I slowly awake dizzy yet vibrant
no wait,
fuck I'm here again,
I roll over and away from the spouse
as I slip back into pretend.

07/11/2013

Posted on 07/11/2013
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