Sunday, February 28, 2021

Shipping

 

genuflect and bow
lash yourself to prow
yeet all hope
all tomorrows
rowing rows
faces hollow
eat up all the gruel
you can
bind yourself
an other man
no love
no sorrow
skull crash drum
we've borrowed

lives mean nothing to our cause
we will work, build something large
something gaudy, something grand
a monument to garbage cans




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