AM breaking fucking unrelenting,
Millions of boxes moving filthy miles
On roaring highways and waist-high mornings
For one but not all in all-changing styles.
Fat-noised the truth through galvanized salvage
Than with a better way to spend the day;
Out hacking off a crucial appendage
Clearly malignant, if it may so say.
Facial friends and vocal disagreers;
Of white static speech a black precedent,
A signal reaching the ionosphere,
A people for a dispatch never sent:
Most painful choices, the easiest, too.
My problem's not but a problem for you.
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