morphine
chadwick
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morphine
holding stomach pains
empty hands
empty guts
slamming wine and pills
eating doses at the bus stop
staggering was it yesterday
or today right now
step up for the driver
find a seat of seats
rotate with streets
nothing in struggle
hurts as bad as nothing
as long as
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
the hash farm lit up nicely last night
each smoke ring a signal
nothing will ever be escape
holding stomach pains
empty hands
empty guts
slamming wine and pills
eating doses at the bus stop
staggering was it yesterday
or today right now
step up for the driver
find a seat of seats
rotate with streets
nothing in struggle
hurts as bad as nothing
as long as
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
the hash farm lit up nicely last night
each smoke ring a signal
nothing will ever be escape
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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holding stomach pains
empty hands
empty guts
slamming wine and pills
eating doses at the bus stop
staggering was it yesterday
or today right now
step up for the driver
find a seat of seats
rotate with streets
nothing in struggle
hurts as bad as nothing
as long as
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
the hash farm lit up nicely last night
each smoke ring a signal
nothing will ever be escape
nighttime’s an illness at bedtime
hours to get there
still
the sleeping is perfect
with its pump and flaws
god damn hurting pills
nothing will ever be escape
even smoke rings from old linger
god damn hurting pills
nothing will ever be escape
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I love this work, it takes the reader into the body of the helpless in every step of his journey.
once again chad another master piece.
how are you doing ?
Godfather.
and thank you for your wonderful compliments.
i am quiet these days.
how are you my friend?
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
doing fine Brother,just sitting in front of the computer waiting for the races to start on www.go211.com
oh and by the way "top o the mornin to you my friend"
Godfather.
the streets bit is defining stuff man... and what follows is just right... crazy