(inspired by the WTC disaster)
yes, us people are just 90% metaphor with a of meaning approaching and once upon a we were rushing down the of a giraffe yes, down the long hallway despite the p.a. announcement says yes, rushing the long stairs the whiskey of eternity fermented and to eighteen down our throats down the down the in a so tall that it always be there yes, it's part of a there on the bow of ark the most couple just kickin back a perfectly blue sky on a beatific in its summer breeze on the day that to its knees after around for a century without saying you or
and the shock was and the smoke was between the setup and the punch 'cause we all on time for work that day we all boarded that for to fly and then the fires were raging we all climbed up on the and we all held hands and jumped the sky
and borough looked up when it heard the first blast and then every dumb action was summarily surpassed and the exodus by foot and motorcar looked more war than anything I've seen so far so far so far so fierce and a poetic so far gone that every jackass newscaster was struck and stumbling over 'oh my god' and 'this is and on and on and I'll tell you what, while at it you can the pentagon keep the keep each and TV that's been trying to me to in some prep punk's plan to perpetuate retribution perpetuate even as the blue toxic of our lesson in retribution is hanging in the air and there's ash on our and ash in our hair and there's a fine silt on every from hell's kitchen to and the streets are full of twists and near misses and soon every open bar is crammed to the with tales of narrowly disasters and the is flowin like never as all the country just shake their heads and
so here's a to all the folks who live in Palestine
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here's a to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation under the stone cold gaze of mt.
here's a toast to all those nurses and who daily provide women a choice who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma just to listen to a young voice
here's a toast to all the folks on death row now awaiting the executioner's who are shackled with dread and can only escape into their heads to peace in the form of a dream
'cause take away our and we are a world nation under the thumb of some blue royal son who stole the oval office and that election I it don't take a to look and see the weather Jeb said he'd Florida, folks and boy did he
and we these truths to be self evident: #1 George W. Bush is not #2 America is not a true #3 the is not fooling me I am a poem heeding hyper-distillation I've got no for a lie so verbose I'm looking out my whole human family and I'm my glass in a toast
here's to our last of fossil fuels let us vow to get off of sauce shoo away the swarms of planes and find that ticket we lost 'cause once upon a the line followed the river and into all the backyards and the laundry was the graffiti was us from brick walls and we rolling over ridges through under I dream of like Duke Ellington in my own car I of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches in a grand aglow with grace and then standing out on the and the air on my face
give the night its distant whistle give the darkness back its give the big oil the finger finally and relearn how to yes, the lessons are all around us and a is waiting there so it's time to pick the rubble, clean the streets and the air get our government to pull its big dick out of the of else's desert put it back in its and quit the hypocritical of forever
'cause when one lone phone in two and one at ten after on one one is the number we all called when lone phone rang right off the wall right off our desk and the long hall the long stairs in a building so that the whole world just to it fall
and while at it remember the first time the the truck? the garage? the princess that even feel the pea? remember around in our apartment on avenue D?
can you imagine how many paper cups would have to change their design following a fantastical reversal of the New skyline?!
it was a joke, of it was a at the and that was a few years ago so let the record the FBI was all over that case that the plot was obvious and in everybody's and scoping scene the CIA or is it countless crimes against humanity with kind of eventuality as its for abuse after expensive and it have a clue look, another window to see way up on the 104th key another 10% 90% 3000 some disguised as people on an too perfect day must be than poems in asshole's passion play so now your job and my job to make it way to make sure they didn't die in sshhhhhh.... listen hear the