Serpico
Serpico
limit tree eye
a passing passerby
with tulips that fly
into the eye we shall see
burning with fire
a gun for hire
Serpico as Al Pacino
go with the flow
came out years ago
carry on then let go
elect new members
place, spaces & traces
Live it up
As if the light of a skunk
braided by the mere notion of goals
barren sea onto remember me
falling down on my knees
love, hate & sweat
so sorry that we met
not so easy to forget...
Attica ! Attica ! Attica !
beat one with a baseball bat
live at each attempt
porcelain tape some call it fate
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