chris bowen

Rookie (04/30/1969 / fernandina beach, fl)

Clipped Coin Of Echso - Poem by chris bowen

jugular vain is the thang.jug jug.mist mist.i am asked this.race war, case for.taste for paste more.kindergarten rock.me seen.me shocked.the locked dock contains my boat.any over known float.the show is said to contain the dead.me meds is red and nbc head fed.the dead are galling.much to appaling to the wallflower, nbc.come marry me under a cherry tree.just be delicious and red blood spray.today you die and today we play.the fray of broken front tooth.tonight in our youth i will tell the truth.the dude looked like an angel to me.then he became a cherry tree.georgie porgie chopped him down.he earned his crown but hes around.break a gate and gum, she mum.the tums will last past all hells diss.me? i know the mist.serious this.....great and mighty men have fallen to death.dont fall for the walls beck and call, we are after all the cancer under the jaw generation.me and my vibration.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 12, 2010



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