Friday April 18th 2014

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1997-2012

Like the grey in the rainbow
Like the silver in the pot of gold
At its supposed end
Like the dust in Hitler’s moustache
Nearly like the
Glistening rain that fell down yesterday
A male cat was on shake roof
Meowing down the brick chimney
Begging to let me, let him in
Dying to get ahead
Dying to keep up
Future dystopias in the frontal lobe
Dusty metal cars
Gangs of meat eating warriors
Wrought in thought about that day
I watched the sorry lad
Get his pants stuck in the wrought iron fence
Planning to jump
Skateboard in the lot
He failed and got impaled
Torn up through the pants
His friend dislodged him
As I tore off my condom
And put my raw penis
In a girl I just met from OKCupid

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