March 16th, 2004
OK, America, here's one poem in parts, images to show the results of your loving kindness. Tomorrow is a wonderful place.
Give me more city
I miss the highways,
I want better tools
I want you to think of something
anything but free trade
factory deathsquad occupation
I refuse to help
the rescue effort
and only want
to watch the sky
and the shore get lighter
I will wait for you
as long as I have
to here on a bad line
with no credentials
trying for luck
at the next station,
apparently nothing is
good forever
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