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Topsy Turvey

Topsy Turvey

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The age of topsy turvey
With empty beggar hands
kicked out of places of plenty
and pussy grabbing ones
Hovering over Codes
Codes that can turn us to cinder

The topsy turvey land
Where the planet decides
to move its course
on the axis of the dick
and its a compliment International
That our prostitues are best in the world

For the topsy turvey mind
There are hierarchies in assault
The ones at the Top
Must shut up about mild groping
For the ones at the Bottom
Were clawed at with spite; this morning and last night

In your topsy turvey heart
Fester the wound of the ages
Ulcered with distrust
Hear the LUB DUB of a Liar
Though his eyes are full of love
And her mouth is breathing fire

At the the topsy turvey borders
The guns face the wrong way
Leaden rainfall pelted
And all elements in warring rage
In lullabies of slogans and soft deep snow
Look how their dead don't die, won't go

Living the topsy life
All eyes are turvey inward
All nations looking inward
All walls - cages
And all bodies - walls
None look at You but You.
And that's how a fire begins
For the want of attention to other things

Let's push off that reckoning
Send out for new prophets
The incoherent, mad hatters, riddlers
Even the stutterers and best the dumb
We'll make some posters and wave some flags
Flood our brains and smoke our lungs
To welcome the final cracking of the whip.


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