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Spaghetti knots

black and white

these the people that will inherit the earth

floating alongside me and smiling

with the teeth of hungry geese honking over an

already white winter

 

above there will be sky

smooth words spilled that it is okay that i smoke

because isn’t life hard and

aren’t things horrible and

if you should ever want to quit

we will be here for you

 

bastards

don’t they know i swell with smoke

to not last

to leave a legacy of what people can be

if they cannot be for long

 

the earth spins drunk on rotten bread

i run out of a pack

they offer some change

the coins are too clean to accept

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