4

Number 4 from The Knockouts

There is a hush over the room as master is at work
Shush crowd
Can he be
Called after hours
Getting there
Even steak was beef once
Blood raw
Hash tag
That whole penance thing
Punishment
Pay it forward
Feels like a better road but this is not about feeling
Running numbers
It goes on
World keeps spinning and the ball drops
Swallow my tongue if I could
Goes down like saliva
Purse strings
Silver devil
She speaks to me at night when I feel lonely
That is almost every day
The sun shines on and on for years after
When the grass fills in the spaces where Crete, and stone, and glass crumble, I will be brick
“I think I am an a*****e”
Life and times of a marble giant
Nothing set in stone
Another one and I'll be up
Over grown and ripe
Road tests scholarly advances
Too true blue eyes said it before
You are nobody
Kill yourself
Simple
She has the right idea
Wrong answer
“Just tell me what I want to hear”
Please
And thank you