The side of the road

24 Sep 2012

menoh
the equinox sun rose that day,
the shamans chanting 
with the rising sun,
rain soaked for miles
in the back of a busted chariot
and all i recollect
is the death of that pup
musical dreck polluted the airwaves,
upstart braggart crooned false glories
and moments come where
my defenses once again get fired up,
where lusts and trust begin to brawl,
but all i can see
is that little dead pup
black against mormon
rednecks hating fags
the news tarnished by sex tape vixens
the world sighs and cringes
over the gown of crispy bacon
yet i saw the little boy shed a tear
over that little brown dead pup

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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