The capital
an avalanche of "my feelings, my feelings"
I could be sick
Iranian punks
In Elvis t-shirts and dagger boots
Authentic, a revelation
The skinny lantern-jawed kid hammers the verse down
not notes from the poetic realm
and far beyond language
he has no need to be descriptive
is free to articulate
and does
to great effect
"I need you"
"Get me out of this body"
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