Like
Payback
n Hate, black
trackers what make
bad dreams at darky,
i turned snitching rascal.
Heavy with kid by Mikey
when redcoats bushed us. Ran our legs
orf. Mike Howe no good yellow jacket.
Knocked down, me, n hurt bad, clicked.
He swore, shot me with his stick.
i’d showed him every mark
of peaks n bivouacs.
Lockers-up bashed
larky bloke’s
brains.Block
spiked.
Michael Small
Michael Small
January 16-19, 2004
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