Suburban Trash Poem by D.J. Ray

Suburban Trash



busted pavement uniform
drug dealers are the norm
shoes hung from electric wire
getting out only desire
spray paint grind on the sidewalk
not like i have room to talk
till it's eather use your brain
or droun in coke, booz, or mary-jane

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D.J. Ray

D.J. Ray

Jonesboro AR
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