Gearing a ride all the time,
Grinding gears and sheers,
From wich all lyrics deify,
Grey line fine times if I die now.
Near here on the turn pike,
Starbucks chained together,
Or cheap small town dream,
Way it seems in the heeves,
I leave no leaves to flow,
The globe all flouting about,
Ashes only to your poverty savings,
Fusing the bonds in their accounts,
Shitty idiots in suits belligerent,
That will flood next daytime,
Calling for a stable course,
On a sort of return with poetry lately, so here is a big one. I Said in a post long ago I wouldn't go negative but I had to let this out wither people love it or hate it. Hear it well. It's slighlty politically charged too but again, don't care, just know it had to come out some how. .3. The title is "Modern Soulless"