Monday, December 1, 2008

#8 Drug Transactions

Lest the door opens in
Six feet between dead and me
Will stay at six feet

The fool has no cash
The last caress is cold steel
Red walls drip with blood

Way over yonder
Over hills, in foliage 
Rests the off-white cache

3 comments:

changeinapocket said...

blahh this is gooood

Dually x3 said...

This is really good
I very much enjoyed it
Good job on your work.

Some Dude said...

This isn’t the shit
Don’t ever cheat me you git
In hell you now sit