Pink plane flying in a haze
Its in the sky or a room with gangsters
A one winged Amsterdam
From the 1990s
Dope shoes dipped in a risky sauce
Smooth operators operating
Curbs not cracked
Crack not cracked
Yet
In but the pilgrims are coming
To cook breakfast
For the masses in a new stew
Zero instinct
Just a blob holding the hand of another blog
Blobs
I live in a hood with ignorant people
Ignorance is immoral
Ignorance is criminal
Ignorance is Taylor Swift music
And your loud ass car that wakes up my plant life
Ignorance is wearing a christ on the cross shirt at the women’s reproductive rights rally
A rally for murder baby
I wish I was ignorant
Sex would be less complicated
Post ejaculate intelect
Rhythm maestro cornucopias
And vivid I don’t give a fuggs
Whats in the sauce with no salt
Bland Nirvanas
Sell them the one and done
Empty patterns on your forearm
New ink changes meaning as her eyes close into mine
What is a sound
Tiny room with stuff
Lots of stuff
Ignorant stuff
Do ignorant better than ignorant
My things are louder than your things and these things is the best things
Thats a platform for unity
Be a fish before the shark
And then a shark when the nets come
Catch a rare animal
Extinct flesh on your farm to table
I eat canned corn in the corners and judge
New shoes white with a dot of black
Yin yang professors
Dropped the instinct
Zero lunch meat in a world of bread
We all eat plastic now
Spoon fed wooden pegs
Triangular assassins formulating a plot twist
Who will get it in the end
The homeless
Hazy Acres 
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