Night is the future

Kevin McKenzie


I shout at the razor rust dark
Sharp as ragged edge lightning
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Until I get to liking the bristly dog sounds


Give back my suitcase
Give it back
I’ll hit you with my flashlight
Give it


Atheists in labcoats feel this
A double galaxy looks pointless to physicists
Look my hands! Look at my hands
Look these calluses
I lived and I feel it too
I dug too many loam holes
Dirt dark as tonight a truth telling night
I’m not sure but I’m close fuck I know it
Just can’t feel it out with these cut up hands

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