Tuesday, February 15, 2011

PUNK ROCK PRESIDENT IN CRISIS

Flowers are the Flags of God.
And where do I stand with God?
I race to escape His Displeasure,
Marching to the Corner Store,
Dressed to the Nines--

A Living Morality Play, All Day,
All My Life.
So I breathe,
I tell Myself I'm real, I'm real,
I tell Myself I love my Life----

On Earth looking at Stars.
On Drugs looking at Stars.
We are Starlets.
Sometime Superstars.
Endless.

This is not a Secret.
This is obvious to Everyone.

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