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If you reverse the car any farther

You will run over all the scenes in the back of your mind

I treasure my problem with the world

The price sticker hides my tattoo

One of the drug triangle's lines runs through my head

Tap the bottle twice and consider the dead reflective

Don't you want to rest your bravery?

Don't you want to be a coward for a little bit?

Back and forth to a panic attack with no problems nor fears

Running with three blocks of alley tucked under my arms

Under constellation trees and downtown drizzle

A long stare for shelter

A field of gun handles better than most fantasies

Ex-workers have hunched shoulders

That fit between stares and headaches

An inverted purgatory

Of course their children feel at home everywhere

People think they passing around cigarettes

Really cigarettes are passing around people

Grenade pin grin imposter sitting by the dock

Fear the water sits decades dead down on your luggage

Making snow angels on the abandoned factory floor

Looking up at the tonsils of a non-African deity

Thinking about a jailer moonwalking to the switch

May your skin end up on a tambourine in the deep south

Thousand paintings like these cascading down my skinny arms

Dictionaries piled up to the window bars

I mean a bunch of slang about August

Black August brought down

You ever see a man get to the bottom of his soul

In a car ride down a missing cousin's street

Half step to the right

I mean I took the whole car outside of history

Half step to the right

I mean a whole pack of wolves stepped to my left

Road marker is what I call the light bulb we had for a sun

A whole civilization might cling to the sacred

Chain gang shuffling next to a sucker

Also known as the long look in the mirror

My back to a rusted tank

My back to the edge of a chessboard

The last world moves about pothole business

Calming music, cousin labor, rusted track literature

Middle class clothes, 72 hour stranger

We shake hands forever I guess

A million short breaths they call survival

On a one way sidewalk to everywhere wait for me

I'm never more than 15 minutes from home

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