Everything
Tie it up if it can fly.
Were are not done searching.
Let labels go and we may die.
None of this talk is purging
What are deepest selves means to shout.
And we still don't know what's it's all about.
Phooey, then.
Broadcast everything.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2011
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