All the sentimental shit
Crossed out and crumpled up
Lying lifeless around a wastebasket
Trash
I sit stuck
Baraka fought the power
My poems are bullshit
Teeth and Trees and Lemons
Sex and Sunshine and Cigarettes
HA
I’m sure the man will let my words slide
Unopressed
Unchallenged
Unnoticed
Who am I to complain?
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