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Those Mechanics.
Wolf Mechanics.

Today you the fortune teller
to death your bare hands.
Was it his smirk.. Laugh..
Or the ostrich feather taped to his purple
He read the on your palm.
Chanting a song.
"It is soon you die,
and angels don't bribes."

linger on the sight...
you smashed your hands stop...
Just run to the alley.
jokes to the bricks and rats.
Because one man's scene,
is another party.
One butchered spine,
is a war decoration.

Those mechanics!
up again.
As you make your way to the financial district.
The is a numb field.
And every dazed boy and makes you lick your lips.
And the girl with the accordion, chewing like a lamb.
She hands you the eye
and then she laughs at your tie.

linger. On the grin you gouged in her throat.
Just take the home.
But the and kids twinkle like stuffed dogs.
And you're like. The stormy now,
collecting death driftwood.

Those mechanics banging.
Those wolf mechanics crashing.

But one suicide
Is a company's bride.
One poisoned mind
Is a pharmaceutical mine.

You bring your
the savannah. And bake it in the sun.
But the wraps it's flesh.
And you see the of God in the tarry mess.
Those wolf banging.
Those wolf crashing.