Ego Bones Poem by Dylan KD.
Ego Bones
I'm a jackass
who was hit by a virus.
Hoping the hurricane won't
bite us.
I got a jaw thats wired for pilots,
programs on the floor
setting fire to the modest
and especially the poor
Claw back to the dungeon
my malfunction made its way
through to the funk show
thanks to the heavy flu
and concoction.
The toxic supplement:
prowl towards the clouds
which plumed from the molten relevance.
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