A rolling stone gathers no moss; A rolling rock gathers no...

24 October 2014

freestyle poem #791

put your feet 
into cleats 

take a name and number 
put it on a list 
burn it

buy boy's books 
look at the sky 

go crazy with 
whatever who 
knows / cares / 

is willing to, 
did't know 

didn't want to 

i've done everything 

i've discounted all

this band
is bland white fury 

kill Craig's-List- 
Internet-selves not 

tapped into a rhythm 
disruptive 

like "kill all men"
said the feminist 

on Twitter but 

fuck that 

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