(inspired by the WTC disaster)
yes, us people are just 90% metaphor with a leanness of hyper-distillation and once upon a we were down the throat of a giraffe yes, down the long hallway despite the p.a. announcement says yes, rushing down the stairs with the of eternity and distilled to minutes burning our throats the hall down the in a so tall that it always be there yes, it's of a pair there on the bow of ark the most prestigious just back parked a perfectly blue sky on a beatific in its summer breeze on the day America fell to its after strutting around for a without saying you or
and the shock was and the smoke was the setup and the punch line 'cause we all on time for work that day we all that plane for to fly and then the fires were raging we all climbed up on the and then we all held and jumped the sky
and every borough looked up when it heard the blast and then every dumb movie was summarily surpassed and the exodus uptown by foot and looked more war than anything I've seen so far so far so far so and ingenious a specter so far gone that every jackass newscaster was dumb and stumbling over 'oh my god' and 'this is and on and on and I'll tell you what, while at it you can keep the the propaganda keep and every TV that's been trying to me to in some prep punk's plan to perpetuate retribution retribution even as the blue toxic smoke of our in retribution is hanging in the air and ash on our shoes and there's ash in our and there's a fine silt on every from kitchen to Brooklyn and the streets are full of twists and near misses and soon every bar is crammed to the rafters with of narrowly averted disasters and the is flowin like never as all the country just shake their heads and
so here's a toast to all the folks who in Palestine
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here's a toast to the living on the pine ridge reservation under the stone gaze of mt. Rushmore
here's a toast to all those nurses and who daily women with a choice who stand a threat the size of Oklahoma City to listen to a young woman's voice
here's a toast to all the folks on death row now the executioner's guillotine who are there with dread and can only escape into their heads to find peace in the of a dream
'cause take away our and we are a third world under the thumb of blue blood royal son who stole the office and that phony election I it take a weatherman to look and see the weather Jeb said deliver Florida, folks and boy did he
and we hold these truths to be evident: #1 George W. is not president #2 is not a true democracy #3 the is not fooling me 'cause I am a heeding hyper-distillation I've got no for a lie so verbose I'm looking out my whole human family and I'm raising my in a toast
here's to our last drink of fuels let us vow to get off of sauce shoo away the swarms of commuter and find that train ticket we 'cause once upon a time the line the river and peeked all the backyards and the was waving the was teasing us from brick and bridges we rolling over ridges through under I dream of touring like Ellington in my own car I dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden 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 its soul give the big oil companies the finally and relearn how to yes, the lessons are all around us and a is waiting there so it's time to pick through the rubble, the streets and the air get our to pull its big dick out of the sand of someone desert put it back in its and quit the hypocritical of freedom
when one lone phone rang in two and one at ten nine on one one is the number we all called when that lone phone rang right off the right off our and down the long hall the long stairs in a building so the whole world turned just to watch it
and while at it remember the first around? the the truck? the garage? the princess didn't even feel the pea? remember joking in our apartment on avenue D?
can you imagine how many paper coffee would have to change their design a fantastical reversal of the New York skyline?!
it was a joke, of it was a at the and that was a few years ago so let the show that the FBI was all over that that the was obvious and in everybody's face and that scene the CIA or is it committing crimes against humanity this kind of eventuality as its for abuse after abuse and it have a clue look, window to see through way up on the 104th key another 10% 90% 3000 some disguised as people on an almost too day must be more than in some passion play so now it's job and my job to it that way to make sure they die in vain sshhhhhh.... baby the train?