Friday, September 10, 2004

Real

diesel engines roar with impatience, in steaming hot tunnels,

towing trains filled with the armies of corporate temples,

worship the anal beasts of empire,

shooting out like bullets of urban angst,

they make their way into the near barren womb of suburbia, impregnated with the fatigued sperms spewed back from the rape of corporate imperialism.

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