Ventricle
While back to the head in the
sand tricks
Mountains become just another
comma ; diagram.
Caught by this flash....
Daylight surfing past my window ,
drawn ,
please to our begging. Sailing
out to record.
Rooms congealed w-/ smoke
as the last cigarette falls from yellow
fingers , a cough ignites the body ;
left ventricle collapse and the rest is...
Profit ... Mr billion dollar money suit
falling flat on his face. Punishment
always for the capital.
They say
As LOGIC above
shoots this expected expression....
Copyright © Martin Higgins | Year Posted 2011
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