Propagandhi

Propagandhi

A Poem by Jerusalem Cricket
"

XXX

"
lay low.
stay mellow for a second.
stellar stolen record
cave dweller with
stage presence
I am angel dust
in the devil's lungs.

dirty blood
forked tongue
love you forever.
or
til things get level again .

whatcha want,
a f****n medal?
well, f**k... yeah.

when it's all settled
we won't ever
worry again.
we'll call this melancholy
something funny
we can laugh at.

exactly that.

© 2015 Jerusalem Cricket


Author's Note

Jerusalem Cricket
Monstrous.

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Added on April 29, 2015
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Jerusalem Cricket
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Stuck in the tumbleweed trap on the outskirts of the World's Largest Meth-lab; the Art Gods keep me safe and sane. more..

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