Failed At Falling

I stowaway under unexpected mind bursts…

Stuck to a exploding rockets aftermath…

Fever sweats get the bests of my evenings and mornings…

I admit that my faith can be double jointed…

No one’s favorite…

Understated…

Underrated…

I dislike my way of….

I won’t say of…

That personal information…

They can’t see you…

Until you make noises…

I play my voices on tape recorders…

“Note to self…”

leave no evidence….

My skin is just a fallout suite full of borders of angel burriers…

Test the water…

Blood baths…

Knuckle scares…

I played the star spangled banner backwards…

It said… “Nigger go home!”

I ain’t going no where until something or some one…

Takes my soul…

Retrieved the wet dipper butt naked smoke…

I remember where I was when his body fell in front…

Over done…

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