Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Steve 1/52

Shoot me into space with a weekend's supply of oxygen.
Bury me alive beside any TGI Friday's.
Tie me to my recliner on the sidewalk and set it on fire with my lighter.

The strike force has already come to disappear people.
The council has already decided to cut power in our district, and still,
the universe is so great that I could choke.

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2 comments:

  1. carlos williamsJanuary 17, 2018 at 12:09 AM

    That last damn line. That's the feelin'.

    Also, riblets.

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  2. ManuelJanuary 17, 2018 at 6:05 PM

    Second that. Fuck yeah! on that last line. Oh man!

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