Just beyond the other side
Is that other kind of poetry
The kind
Where it feels like there
Pulling out young
Teeth.
You know that lost kind of feeling
Left at home
I'm no wigger white boy pleaz
That old young gone feeling
ill at ease
It
Kinda hurts my old brown eyes
Jerky poetry abridged
The rope adope so stop on by
Banana cheese
Chili burgers, cokes and fries.
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