There is a rumbling
in this child's soul
of mine.
I am trapped in between
a rock and
12 or 13 lecturers of craft
and finesse.
Where is there to go but out?
Where is there to go?
As a person who perpetuates existence,
I cast dollar bills into the
sea of contemporary film and
small coffees
What else is there?
2BR/1Bath?
Investment portfolios for up and coming
prescriptions?
Where is there to go but out?
Where is there to go but through the fire
and tube?
I'm told by a man that
apes engage in warfare just
as humans
will
This is true because the man is
from New Haven, Connecticut
and who am I to argue with
New Haven?
So, should I cut my losses and
get out my gun?
evolution,
yes.