1986: Movin' On - Poem by Cretan Maineiac
Where to now, slave of
Liberty, who’s gonna’ ask
You in from
This one? Walk on, it’s
Only human, you’ve been
Thru that, accepted it,
Right? Sorta’ like that vacuum
That swells between your
Skull & head after
A one-night stand with everything.
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