What Kind Of Food IS This?
In the freezing cold oblivion
Of all the promises never kept
'Cause it's "not O.K." to feel up a chicken wrap
Just plain eaten alive
And didn't taste good
When I count the stars
__that swirl around my head
All thee honesty grabs my attention
And shakes my thoughts
__out of my head
Am I going to be dead
Or just left alone to be this way?
I'm not thee only tape recording
That plays on repeat in your brains
I've seen a lot of what's coming
And I know the deal
All these fried fish
Are big enough to fill me up
__I don't know what I'm eating sometimes
D. L. Cannon
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