shitbags with brains
and nowhere to go
high or low
(as far as I know).
I went to the city
I saw corruption
I saw destruction
nowhere to go
above or blow.
I returned to the mountain
I saw the sunset
I died at sunrise
nowhere to go
fast or slow
but the rat and the crow
and the cockroach
they know,
they know.
(for Eric Chaet)
Dingo the Dissident
THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker since February 2008.
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