Tag: stoner
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33 with ground to gain
Hi, I’m Mike and I’m a corruption sponge. What else explains satisfactorily my ill gains Despite all the pain I’ve caused, the wrong I’ve done. Blood on the illuminated pages rubies in the sun, The monk rather erupted, He who oft spoke up when another evoked hush. That work is never done, of turning to…
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Growing the additional eyelids required to enter the Red City
At night, my narrowed mind pilum flights far from the ward Toward some blissless, harrowing land full of listless history Strange manner, odder banner Blinding wind and blistering sand Fissures hissing, a scorpion’s vicious arrow stinger never missing Shadowless as prissy-making unsunned climes yet all the while An ever-prodding sun’s formative rod rots beginners before…
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Three joints before half eight and this is what I have to say
I am gone beyond desiring anything resembling eventful in my life The trials and strifes of an earlier iteration of Mike I leave behind like a comrade who I never liked now lagging behind Under enemy fire, in a field of mines. Below the pergola cooled by rose shadows, finally accepting. I’m not the sort,…
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A day in the life of a vice peddler
Hand swaddling cash Waddling off with the swag bagged As clans begin to clash Tenuous alliances fall and crash Find out who is a pal and who is only a pal until they’re down bad I was stood cutting dash on the foot path Had my salesman patter down pat I was hard as a…
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LAPS LAPS LAPS
Running around my garden in my Adidas tracks Oxygen embargo, getting back what breath I lack Myocarditis from the first and second vax Coughing up coffin dust, shrek soup in the jacks Oily hair spiked up using blue dax wax Sleeves fully down to hide the tire tracks I’m fucking tired but I do the…
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