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Post by Ken Corbett on Feb 19, 2007 10:38:40 GMT -5
The convoys are rolling tonight. Eighteen-wheelers snarling rude tanker trailers hauling crude reefers full of junk Mcfood time is money and it's tight.
The gun cars are prowling tonight. Flexing and twisting titanium spines probing the flesh of the enemy lines snuffing out all vital signs dragons of death and cordite.
The low-riders are cruising tonight. Hip-hop boppers snortin' crack lookin' for love down by the track gimme a swig o' that apple jack If we don't get f**ked then we fight.
The junkies are shuffling tonight. Men with no future men with no past hearts of stone and eyes of glass the next vein blown will be their last dead by the dawn's early light.
The hustlers are dealing tonight. Reaching from doorways into the night Come here, my man, I'll do you up right I got it young and I got it tight It's just back here outta sight.
+++++++++++++++++++ An oldie while I try to make amends with my muse
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Post by Elle Rush on Feb 20, 2007 22:14:40 GMT -5
....and one I haven't read from you before. Poignant, real and terrifying because it rings with so much truth. Some of these lines are such reminders that some people carry no conscience, have nothing to lose, and just don't care about their own lives, much less any one elses. Very slice-of-life and edgy.
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Post by PoetOfSerendipity on Feb 25, 2007 23:40:01 GMT -5
Sounds like a collection of nightmares.. from society as a whole to a very individual terror.
YIKES.. very nice.. and very scary..
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Post by Solace512 on Mar 12, 2007 21:34:33 GMT -5
it's frighteningly real with a cool edgey feel to it. i really liked this one. nice write!
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