Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Compromise

I caught myself actually being ready to go in for a deal
Not the real shit, but the fake man made stuff
Sitting in the tram, I asked myself how I could have gotten so hopeless
The tram replied
Here is your finite world, here are your dollars
Frame your life within these sentences
And use me solely as a mode of transport, please

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