Breakfast for a 31st century genius Spider Poem By Ugo May 2013

Breakfast for a 31st century genius Spider Poem By Ugo May 2013

Breakfast for a 31st century genius Spider Poem

Night is for the hours
Cowards,
Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers

It’s been said napkins are the greatest currency
For it holds the food spittle of man
Like how ambulances sit waiting
To clean up after misfortunes
And make fortunes for the fortun-
Who Ate paragraphs of spider webs
And patted weaves like black men seating at the back of the limited luxurious Q46 bus nodding heads to the noise of Toyota cameras they couldn’t afford in the land where they spend $300 million to part the seas for summer entertainment
While they only spent $40 on California cuteness and walked on water with 13 Jesus’ and ate at the bottom of the sea with only three tokes from the plastic bag

Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers
For we graduated from 30 hot nights of mathematics
Only to find that the future will always be white and in the scrotum

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