predictable
as shit-laden stallion hoof beats
pound white
like empire gentry
and the words coming
from the margins
kept marginalized
concrete this
cut-up that
who really knows
the origin of the beat
the sound
wasting away
a gutter’s rag
can be honorable
infidel labor
--- e b bortz
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