Thursday, April 1, 2010

once upon an unknown

If he was starving, I'd cut off my fingers to feed him;
And in not knowing that he defied logic.
For a months I was homeless;
And in not knowing I defied logic.
How can a city break your back?
In not knowing Memphis defies logic.

How will I ever find a way to finish?
The day?
School?
Work?
Planning a trip I still haven't convinced myself is happening?
Impressing your mother?
I HATE YOUR FUCKING MOTHER!

Imbeciles devour the streets and fill the bellies of poverty.
In not knowing, the world defies logic.

Would you like some propaganda cake?
Open wide; here comes the train to plow through your good sense.
Not to worry, you were always a whole to invalid thought;
And in not knowing, you defy logic.

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