Monday, March 1, 2010

battle rap saves city

we suddenly found ourselves

in b-town

where urine flows like wild rap

biodiesel yellow, tropical panic

the pool: an unknown hockney

one good thing about b-town

when it hits you you've got trenchmouth

hit me with trenchmouth

soak me with your poetry in motion

science me with portable blinding

we got out as fast as we could of course

drinking the drowning down

a silver charity of moonlight upon

the fried center of the earth along

the great lakes of middle age

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