Category: Filí my pockets
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Signs of times kill diviners
My bands are held in sackcloth bags, transit to the bank Men the size of tanks march alongside the brinks van in ranks Seeing obvious daytime violence, toothless beggars vile, signs of times Written everywhere like graffiti tags along a subway train’s flank, crimes Committed so openly that satan is never lonely, chill down my…
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GRABBAG
Subterfuge of my lowered cap Grab the bag like it was a grab bag Crab man how I pinch it Transplant how I cinch it Die by famine, die by inches Die by firearm, get it instant Like I like my coffee Without it I feel dulled in instinct With it change is instant, definitely…
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The Warrior
Looking left, right and back Ready for the rear attack Fan of battle tactics, read Musashi Read Sun Tzu after Black kimono banded by a golden sash In my garden at dusk, imagining blossoms, slashing At a man of straw dressed in your fashions I am not without compassion but if I heard you’re talking…
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As much time as I’m able to spend in the room with no lantern
How many pills I have to down to melt away the phantom My head is kept down Want to avoid getting battered Like a flattened populace Or a flattened porcupine in my grille’s lattice Schumacher going fast, lapping opponents Ask me for anything pro bono I’m laughing Bono how I dodge tax Au naturel how…
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New rackets no tennis
Back and forth feels endless Best in my bracket no bragging, blameless Like Homer flamed this Flameless like hope has faded Three armies landed, another invading Look to be burning their ships in the bay As if to say we’re here to stay Rain magics sent by Gods they pray to Rouse the Atlantic and…
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