motherfucker

You motherfucker

They’ll understand your poetry,

And interpret mine.



I’m walking down walls of excavation,

Through former solidness

Listening to an impressionist-enthusiast

Who plays the drums,

And is let down,

When the shallowness

Doesn’t quite meet his expectations.



And Barcelona is showing me her sculptures,

Meant to make think,

But not realize anything.

-Spain- this greatest empire,

Which has devolved towards Mexico

Since its fall

Because Mexico is in proximity,

To the greatest empire.



And I’m fearing death,

Because I know,

It may mean

I must live with myself.

So I go on living for now,

Fearing life all the way,

Because I know,

It describes death so eloquently.



Transitioning democracies

Lapse back into tyranny,

Established democracies

Simply dream of it.

Virgin girls fuck everything,

Whores just let the skin break.

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