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 |    10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind |
| from the man brandishing a gun to the boy dangling swung legs from the tailgate of his father's produce truck metaphoric images entangled in cop talk and sentimentalism of things fictionalized embellished by the sequestered fool speeding through these parallel portals to realize neither and both exist in him until the day he dies until a magic gun does materialize in his incapable hands. when is father coming back? he was never there to begin with, boy when do the police come? you have to commit a crime to get acknowledged so, without handcuffs I write and without the heart of a boy or a parent arriving aimless I plunder on through these words yearning to find some meaning. what a useless place I thrive in 5.23.20 just more word soup to stir do you think there will ever be a point? um, you don't have to answer hypotheticals |
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