No Donut

Distillation
Who cares about a defense
Get something down
Drive it home
Reflect on cause alone
At the very center
We don't know anything
Picture the man across from you
With a large hole in his center
Imagine all proceeds
Going down on either side
Like a water park divergence
Where everything has to travel
Twice as far
For no reason
Other than
We are shaped for failure
We laugh at Sponge Bob
But Darwin knows
We are two pieces shy
There on the left
A leaning trowel
Dig yourself out
Imagine how a fork lift was invented
Then eat a donut
Park a car on a cul de sac
Drink from a horned vessel
All the cotton in China can't fix that
That pitted disaster
Just to the right of amphibian
A partial lobe malfunction
Where seeing isn't believing
It's berated and pigeon-toed
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9.24.13

Evening dispatch

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