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Vietnamese Dog Steaks (Free verse) by DreamerSupreme

Silence smoke rising the dogs have started barking if only I could make use of a hammer and nail their mouths shut... Jesus, can't I just write, rant, howl,- grind these words to dust and spice up this space soup that dances between my eyes boiling in mid-air only to be reduced to wasted steam the last cough of the exhaust pipe before death more silence and barking mongrels? Isn't there some starving vietnamese children that love dog steaks- perhaps around here, nearby? Put a hit on every mutt on this suburban shit street canine retreat from hell and pay with the carcasses? A perfect murder silence of the dogs and acid trippin in vietnam rice fields with an m-16 machine gun surrounded by dog skulls and starving viet children. If only america would let me be cruel to animals I wouldn't have to kill people Bullshit ofcourse since theres more than enough room underground in silence.

DreamerSupreme 7-Jan-04/7:29 PM
The above was a reply to INTRANSIT btw.




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