Saturday, July 31, 2010

Poor in spirit, strong in heart.

Poor Pockets, happy hearts.

Strip this map to one point,

strip this heart to your beat.

Holding hands on the street corner

under the gas lamps heat.

Holding hands to feel weak.

Feel this rythm with her, for her.

Feel this in a basement bar on a monday

with friends smoked to the filter.


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