Pipe dreams
Jewish boys on holiday
cosmic toys or malady
jester in a black robe
of Peter, Paul and Job.
Wine feeds the hypocrite
they suck at illusion’s tit.
The pipe dream of pipe dreams
cry for the unborn living screams
cry for stupidity ran amok
for a son of higher luck
They see but a fart
breeding in the back of their heart
I pity such lost and waste
It ills me like a bitter taste.
A taste of air
faint and not there.
Dangerous Poetry Vol. 1
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