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2003 What the Hell is There to Write About Anyways

Roesing Ape
What the hell is there to
write about anyways?
Suit w/blood, axe
w/carcass. One laughing
all through.

One
One
One
Here
This
Goes
File
Our
Wrath
With
The
Peace
Of
Race
To
Be
This
Won’t
Work
This
Isn’t
Free
This
Isn’t
right
We
Forward
Go
In
To the
Night
Hop
The blades
Eat
To
Much too
Quick
Drive
Such big
Cars

 Watch
T.V.
So
Big
The screen
So
Big
The meal
So
Big
The streets
So
Big
The bills
So
Big
Belly
So
Thick
Blue veins
Blue
Flags
New tags
Rice
Rape
Hate hate
Bleed
Cut
Butter
Slut
Foul
Freaking
Out
Poor
We rape
The
Poor
Us we
Sleep
So
Well and
Deep
Deep
Ignore
Once
We……………………………..		 wallBak 2

See T
V
Our
Comfort
King
Our
Bless-ed
Things
Our
Three-piece
Suits
Our
Yankee
Little specks of
government propaganda
fall into my arm under
the auspices of high
resolution slick media
backwash special K blue
flickers of light.

           

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