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from Unposed Questions by Mama Would Be Proud

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The only emotion I wish to convey is fear. Lack of instruction just replaced its motions here. I'm a reasoning boy. I know logic ain't no toy. So let the poet's whip crack you sick just for thinking it. I'm sick: more temperatures to pick. Face it: we're not keen on convenience.
The only thing I want to say is "comfortable".
Because I'm not comfortable.
My land says "Stay away!" and I ain't staying awake so you can save your coffee tape for another day. And that's the feeling that I hate the most: constantly bouncing around like a joke. Like I've been hung up so high and poached, "Let's get the vile out so we can sell the soul! Let's get the vile out so we can sell his soul!"
You can't sell your soul. It's not yours to sell.

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from Unposed Questions, released November 1, 2010

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