Used a six pack holder
To push back my facial features
Lend pig facet to eagle-owned nose.
By the third six’s strange osmosis
Ghosts and codes flowed
To my slice-sown glow’s newgrown potency.
Dutch Gold ice cold against chrome
Barely touched like a Tekken perfect, hurting every time I throw
Touched by an angel dust bowl, smoking rustic kush in superbowls
Dutch kush in a lush rusher’s already-full boot, like a spree killer’s tools.
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