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Driving through the city with death sitting on my lap,
marionette strings tugging,
wild thoughts caught in Chinese finger traps.
My sticky eyelids sank against the stark fluorescent lights,
and I felt like shit so I took that shadow dancing in the aisles
of a liquor store!
And the morning news said:
"Arab shoots a clerk, walks out, forgets the booze!"
I think I'm running out of juice.
Well, eureka! What's the difference!
Top or bottom? Love or theft?
Aren't you sick of the compulsions
and the crude claims of the flesh?
Fix that tether around your ankle!
Drink your cup down to the dregs!
And with your bloody blind eyes blazing tell me
What did you expect to find in sand and foam?
Was it a sense of self, a shelter, or a home?
You just found yourself alone!
So now I know I'll only ever go back to that place
with a derringer in my boots, a .45 strapped to my waist.
And the kid who used to pick off vulgar petals in the shade,
he got fastened to a carousel hand glued to a grenade.
He thought he could step off of the tracks,
but we get all kind of wrinkles when the varnish cracks.
And it cracks!