It's A Bird, A Plane, And Superman Poem by Justin Tallman
It's A Bird, A Plane, And Superman
I've been stabbed
in my head
again
for the rampant
thoughts that
run through it
And now the
Oppressive
try to control
my behavior
with snide and sneers
that tend to
block out my self
I steal
the wisdom that is
traded amongst the
meek
I live it
with stronger bones
to sustain the blows
from the
creeps
Now cupid
shoots an arrow
with no direction
Like gunfire
I move faster
Yes...
With out hesitation
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