1.8.20



237-4454
           scrawled like graffiti on a brick wall that had scores of advertisements either painted on it and faded or paperscabs of industrial posters


237-4454
               least the muthafucker could do was grow a pair of balls an scribble the area code too  whoever 


above the number was printed   accept your fate  submit
                                                              he donknow him dohe   
whoevers art  they had no idea who they addressed
                                                     after all it was his dreaming they marred

he had no faithhe didnt buy into fate thereby there would be no abiding submission

cocksucker
             submittings a choice
                                     least for any individual who carried salt


Accept your Fate  Submit
                         sounded and looked like a church slogan a doorway through which indoctrination stepswalks in without wiping its feet

some people let that happen


some people dont



those led by their nose
                       miss the opportunity to lead


0612,  Thursday,  30  7. 20
2107,  Friday,  31  7. 20

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