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DRUNKEN POETRY - #6 - i hate the simpsons (sorry for breaking away from the pack)

this is the blanketing
blankening
shotgun dead to my
everlasting grace

but oh, don't you worry
my back is covered completely

and the
tense.
changes.
right.
now.

the deluge of frosted
citrus haze
blinks in difference

"we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore..."

cold cars to cops' flashlights
and i wasn't even speeding
(yet)

the demise of what was once thought
of
blocked off by the rationales
or
the heat of fleece,
and horrible rap-rock.

this is.
all the.
same.

to leap is to retreat
but i get bonus points for growing up

forgetting what happened
is easy as a six-pack

after the buzz fades
i'll ignite the drive
of melodic screaming
and the scene of far too many sex crimes

reeee...wiiiiiind!

remix to the same story
sung by different techno-emo crooners
-- it's all the same now

7:21 p.m. - 2005-01-18

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