Saturday, August 18, 2012

18 Aug - Mercy Seat


Serving my self-internment in this market analysis sty,
I can see the prison guards scoff while the most hardened inmates cry:

And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all these measured moves.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid of the decline.

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