<strong>The Underlying Miners</strong>
Poetry / The American Dreamed

The Underlying Miners

Mark X, here the bogus expedition Dig along the gold vein Oil will unsurely flow from surface below Feed yourself screams otherwise doom Bleed dry, calloused hands Grab the hot brand, Mark X Wallowing on the ground Holes in your pockets Consume to save the war Raging underbelly Convicted the miracle is real but Feed … Continue reading

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