Victory Shoes
The Fistfight After the Carcrash
in his pages he draws the revolutionand a skyline full of dust and full of dead pollutionall these dead poets have left him awake at the wheelyou cannot feel, you cannot feel what you think you can feelin her wake they find no reasonable resolutionno signs pointing to anything except confusionand the end of the road for youthis is the end of the road for you and your body is goneon the freeway he's painting a limousinein his mind it can't be real, not as real as it seemsbecause the alcohol has left him awake at the wheelhe cannot feel and what he feels couldn't really be real (he's alive)we'll say look at it, what a lovely receptionand we'll look at it, and we'll hope and hope and hope and hopewe'll say look at it, what a lovely receptionand we'll look at it and we'll know. we'll know. we'll know.
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