The Pusher

You can push me down
make me eat the weeds
between the cracks in the pavement
but I’ll make it taste like mint
in my mouth
And I’ll imagine some vodka with it
and completely disappear out of this
impending doom upon my will
making me chase around some nice weather
cuz’ someone else’s rain cloud has to create a storm
So get in line and sit back
watch the show begin and get your popcorn intact
for there will be no soda to quench your thirst
Cuz’ people give a shit too little
So I let the knot become loose
and when it’s undone
it becomes like a noose
around their own neck….

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