The snow lies in chunks like ear wax.
The temperature,
is a green 73 degrees.
Am I hearing ya?
Yeah, ya’ll are hearin me right?
ya’ll are hearin me right?
ya’ll are hearin me right?
But ya ain’t feelin anything.
You might hear me but you ain’t feelin me.
Are you feelin anything?
The cowards of our nation are
spilling hate and ‘dumbafication.’
Look here, this is holy land where
I stand.
I can’t imagine myself. I can’t see
myself. I can’t see further.
(hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah)
I want to look around and see
the venom drained.
It isn’t just evil. It’s dumb evil.
I say a prayer for the world.
I want to see forever—feel forever.
I want my rhymes to sound like desire
dragonflies around wildfire
aching tight round
spitting hard ground.
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