facebook of deathA Poem by Alex Vandool
this is where the hipsters came
to spread their honey, spend their money, time and effort showing all they'd done and won they travelled only lonely planets dabbled in german, italian and spanish hooked up with old friends, so tastefully ravished sold out ideals and nation and soul here's the list of new faces silent and graceless haunting your presence and those of old foes they're dreaming of nothing but egyptian cotton and whistling convention down strange, narrow tunnels to hell lavalle/esmeralda, 10-09-2007 © 2018 Alex Vandool |
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Added on December 16, 2011 Last Updated on October 3, 2018 Author
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