5/31/19

Chronically


DAmGD

To realize, finally.
Blur of inspiration and peace.
To emphasize, chemically.
Flash of liberation and beats.

To really fly, chronically.
Mess of indignation and heat.
To never try, tragically.
The obliteration of my sleep.

To make it right, easily.
Puff of motivation and sleaze.
To feel the night, openly.
Ignore expectations and dreams.

Hang Gliders

  Death to America, death to all. Hit Beirut after ditching the Shah. Flew hang gliders in to murder and maim. Took hostages, too, always th...