AcrossA Poem by itailooking at a television in a living room from across your block, you realize your head is on the chopping board. Now imagine yourself as a computer and the corporations through
several government USB's are sucking your power. No, your head is a freezer but your feet are on fire Voices crack in the dark like flames only she can light the fire inside you again. You would be stuck like color inside a precious gem, but you just would just rather be her lover and put the rock on her hand. -IRM
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