ink is just ink.
it meant something at some point.
but it's only ink.
the dirtbags gathered again.
at the twin valleys.
torn hands and faces.
rode off to the east.
back where the sun is early.
and the migration began.
take the old out.
replace it with something pristine.
no graffiti even.
the roman pick pocket kids.
and the same thing in Spain.
the nuns bring the good word.
dirtbags and winos.
goes hand in hand.
sleep off the pressure steamer.
an expression of some sort.
the big middle finger.
less talk is all.