A second slice
Friday Freewriteb
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until the heat stroke and the mecury broke my back loosen the slack on the flat line tracing my heart attack...and who painted this white boy black? I'm getting moon burn, fishing in the pond with a silk worm...on the end of my hook near the end of the brook I'll read the end of the book...first, unrehearsed and underfunded...unpromoted in a sinking boat that we still floated...all along and on and on until I land this dream chasing every scream a ripple in the stream paddling upwind full-steam...aggravating volcano erupt beached on the reef and now stuck...in survival mode lava flowed all a glow in moonlit disaster...all I'm after...is my piece of the pie with ice cream on the side,
but a second slice
would never be denied.
but a second slice
would never be denied.