Here's an observation
You're a stump
You've been cut down
Pick yourself back up 
Or just be happy being down

You've lost your shadow
You're imaginary
You know 
I know
You're just temporary

The answer is not a prize
In a breakfast cereal box
The truth is my desire
To find a a way to write you off

The walls are candy coated with disgust
We eat until we're sick
Enough's enough.
Enough's too much

Surfing to the Apocalypse

The engineers dole mercy,
So smug in their machines,
"This city works too well" 
They say.

Good Job

Are you awake?
Are you asleep?
I can't comprehend in all the silence.

Are you afraid?
That you are weak?
There's only one reaction to compliance.

That's violence.

Violence

ANTI-POLICE
ANTI-FASCIST
PRO-LIBERATION
PRO-PARTY

BIRMINGHAM/HUNTSVILLE

ACAB

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