No weed on city streets

No weed on city streets

A Poem by Christopher Staab
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Just read the thing, Lol. Or not, that is okay as well, I am half liberal half madman.

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The wheels spinning
in a vbrant cloud of speed,
tantalizing anger
into a ball of cosmic rage,
suspending demons
over section 8 housing
until all the money
in this little s**t hole
is cyphened into
the hands of the street 
vender selling
nickel and dime bags
of just about everything
except the one thing
we all need.

Weed.

© 2014 Christopher Staab


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Added on September 26, 2014
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Christopher Staab
Christopher Staab

Southhampton, PA



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