Without anything to do. - I dont
Letting the noise in the air speak first.
Without a gunshot-I watch
A magazine of speeding bullets filing by.
Arms extended from traincars -Wave
-All i can do is complain
And worst of all i know it-
It was different when we were young
Now-I toss out the bath water
Routinely before taking the bath.
Then-Id let some invented boat sail
Never wishing It'd make its way upstream.
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