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when chickens cross the roads all wrong
i watched you lie
beside me to him
about God and sex
for moralities sake
your pink scarf
belied your shrivelled
soul intent to
change the world
the leather shoes
spoke of dead cows
and how spent you
were back then
i spat out thick
in your face words
about the ethics
of nothing
and vomitted when you
licked them off,
"Who are you to say
what is right?"
like always
you see a cock
and hear only
right
and wrong.
i see a chicken
roosting on bad ideas
and happy nihilism
beside me to him
about God and sex
for moralities sake
your pink scarf
belied your shrivelled
soul intent to
change the world
the leather shoes
spoke of dead cows
and how spent you
were back then
i spat out thick
in your face words
about the ethics
of nothing
and vomitted when you
licked them off,
"Who are you to say
what is right?"
like always
you see a cock
and hear only
right
and wrong.
i see a chicken
roosting on bad ideas
and happy nihilism
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