a very rough copy of something ive been working on. critisism is welcomed and appreciated.
the worlds boke, realize the insignificance of mechanical repair/ a life time of work to succede, and an instant until it is no longer there/ that why in reality its easier to fall up then it is walkig down the stairs/ so its kind of like, we turn are back to success, only failure is when we care/ accomplished some things, but smoke appeared and vanished into thin air/ quicker then your dreams and visions of rags to riches/ quicker then the split secound of video footage stole, that shows, the pentagon explode before the plane ever hit it/ engraved into stone is what a blind man once wrote, wisdom/ cause he saw the crow, putting pebbles in the water jug and drink it when its finished/ explicit vision, prophetsized the worlds end in 50 years/ the futures bleak, wit statements like heavens no and hells yeahs/one thousand years in the past, people enhanced with the world creation order/ now its controlled chaos, im just the observer and the auther/ watching purchases of 3.99 bottles of avian, and then making ice cubes out of tap water/ to busy steping on the next mans feet, im just relaxing trying to enjoy what this earth has left to offer/ statistics show life expectancy at an all time high, but the soul is living shorter/
hundered yard stares downfeild sippin zinfandel
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