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A Countercultural Trip (Free verse) by peaceseeker

he's very moody silent and angry but won't admit to his anger most of the time scared and lonely even in sleep an on and off again vegetarian the souls the chemicals got your wisdom teeth pulled, last week and I got mine pulled eight years ago I feel seventeen again when I'm with you call me a primal dunse and I will feel it you say I think too much because I won't fuck you you call my lines too narrow but fuck it's because I'm trapped inside a box lid locked grid locked dread locked glad that you're not sleeping in my back hallway but I'll miss waking to join your morning wood and stoney face grabbing my nipples raping my hand you know I know that same old tune I know you know peace and love, man just thought I'd try hanging on to nothing or was the fact that we had something your problem? so what if my hair dreads? it makes you less paranoid and if I put it up noone at profitting on pain will ever have to know all those younger guys who think they're so cool who think they're so smart who criticize and condescend in a desperate attempt to build themselves back up after adolescent hormones coupled with stunted growth lowered spiritual planes straightened or drugged it's all the same to them your trip is still a trip and this trip is countercultural

peaceseeker 10-Oct-03/2:42 PM
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