POLICE
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where the nector stems i reflect
on reactions that cause more then neglect
chosen for a higher path this bastard just laughs
im full, in tune moved through notion in dark
my eyes dimmed, dull almost half my weight
in water, set for the slaugher of a fawn .. a daughter surely wait
im pooring my heart on paper through lead again
day in and day out no crime too illegal, no time too true
i set my watch no more and let the thoughts leak through
black and blue bruised of truths suspended in attention
demented pencil bent not broken choken hope of infection
poisoned by the finger to thumb relation tipped to defeat
i retreat in the back of my mind and eat in the end of this piece
each scribble rumbles in my rambles
a jumble that will fetch me eggs next week possibly scrambled
the phone rings out with my friends
until we speak again..
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