Friday, January 17, 2014

4938. CONTRARIAN WINE


CONTRARIAN WINE
I am (au contraire) homeboy drinking :
culture staff shaft of mate. My friend 
is the budding barber. 
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At 17 I left home for Mombassa.
At 16 I came back from old Atlanta.
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Here, take this, this is my hand : of
melted metal and now tattooed with blood,
and words that say 'No master shall infringe
me. See.' Prison blue. I won the homemade
ink in a jall-cell raflle. 
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Contrarian wine just suits me fine.
Contrarian wine suits me just fine.
Me just fine suits contrarian wine.
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Take this suit over to the cleaner's.
Tell him I want it back.

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