Sunday, March 25, 2012

the fade out

nothing to say really
but no one trusts a quiet man

no one trusts a television that
isn’t turned on

need fucking NOISE need the
rush of caffeine and sugar, the
lies of politicians and the empty
platitudes of priests as they
rape your sons

need the color red and the
steady buzz of neon tubes

need a gun in each hand

so much killing to be done in
the space of
just one lifetime

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