Only joke no lies
Tattooed thigh.
Float six feet in the sky
I am drawing circles
And drawing straws
Searching Godawful earthfull
Watching the moons pull
I am counting the draws
Looking for the toss
Hoping to get a handle
Without taking the loss
I am one foot in front of the other
Like no other brother
Lost in a city smothered
By muggy air.
I am skin and bones
I am sin and poems
I am, tin and chrome
You grin and groans fuck it I'm tinted when accretion zones
Stainshane
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