upchuck from floaters
Nothing i write is original
It's hook line and sinker cockamamie
They say there is nothing original
I s there authenticity
Were the greats right
would he spit on me today
barf up their real time incidental vocabulary
Upchuck with floaters
Not very authentic his stale alcoholic ghost says
He laughs himself back to hell
Turns as he boosts off and tells me im a poser
I barf up a metaphor I admire
tweek and bruise
get another year older
convince you I'm for real
Upchuck and floaters
Ona margerine swamp
queues of misunderstood talentless artists
In line for the non event
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