in/out/repeat/end.session

in/out/repeat/end.session

A Poem by Justin Flume

Back throughout the flames

Let the black ash fall

 































Let the overture rupture your head

Smash your brain all over the wall

Shooting my .44

Nailing both your hands to the cross

 

Leave the constant

Enter the current

 

Let it f**k your system up

Inhale the smoke

Exhale your bullshit


























Breathe: in/out/repeat/.end.session

 






















I know it all too well

I’m exploding

You’re reloading

The bullets filled with spite and misery

 

Double tap!

Double tap!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let me smell the sweetness of your skin

Let me fear your lips

Let me know the truth of your kin

 

 

 

 
































 

 

 

I never made you love me

 

 

 

 

 

 

























 

 

 

I’m a wasted cause

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
























 

 

 

 

An antagonist without a sheath of paper to sleep on

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 











 

It’s broken into bits and pieces

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

F**k: in/out/repeat/.end.session

© 2012 Justin Flume


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The first time we admit to something its not without some evasiveness. Its that way but its a start. Time enough to fill in the gaps later.

Posted 11 Years Ago


THis is brilliant--my fave of yours so far. Only suggestion I have is keeping all the text normal black color.... it's distracting as is. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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