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Click hereI was a child, and
could not understand:
pensive rage…
vengeance celebrated…
all things that hang in dust-filled air…
black and white vision…
yatashi forged steel…
samurai warriors…
Nagasaki fatboys…
silver drug clouds…
the anesthesia of momentary dreams…
sweat-filled nights…
the nightmarish coma of age…
the way blind men smile…
I am a man, and
cannot understand.
Now this one is really loaded, from Corinthians to those foolish things grown people do that make you question how grown they truly are.
I think they smile at what we don't see.
the rest I don't understand either.
you used fatboy in a poem! bonus points.
:)
I had the duo in a poem once, was not sure how well known their names were. Bad boys.