Lust in Reverse, compelled and enraged,
Suffer the rage of of one's shadow
We must disengage
Too much to feel this way.
Storm passed: Wonder at the sun
water vapor all is discuise'd
we shall see but shadowily and unknown
The World storm has begun
Blade Runner has come
The corporate Deity
commerce and destruction
Greedy hands and
empty souls conspire
minds to make bombs.
Kill the innocent
the poor alike
"Fuck em"
They don't surf or sing for
your tax refunds.
For the deaths
we've paid.
The country's soul is bankrupt
No honer in refusing to face
Our mercenary sons,
The dog's of war are
Loosed nay, not return
In my lifetime
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