Narrowing th DogA Poem by Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)Abstract vertigo chop and screw.
Narrowing the dog framed to die in the back row Ready rocked homie walking cold dope through Heaven Grandma’s gat fills the air with Jesus standing by Nothing ever changes stone to reason Love killed the Count! Chance forever ashes! Copping hope from philosophy. Green memories of brighter destruction. Narrowing the dog framed to die in the back row Savoring blood hatred like screaming hurt. Shimmer now. Chillin on the bastardized flight Faces in the skyline fall tomorrow Shoeshine deathblow! Chance forever ashes! Groping saints in desperation. 1-8-7 won’t change for anyone. Death is justice. Time is broken. Help gone to church. Run from Hell. (Ride!) © 2009 Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)Author's Note
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1 Review Added on January 26, 2009 AuthorFreder Fredersen (aka Grady)Cleveland, TXAboutI'm as wired as a Kamikaze train wreck dance off in downtown Screamerville! When I write I try to leave this world behind and create a new dimension of words and other fresh organic ingredients. In ot.. more..Writing
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