apostle of hustle - 'my sword hand's anger' lyrics
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one day an angel told me, “your time here is fleeting”
behind his back – a pistol – here comes a beating
his suit, his silk, flower / but my razor is faster
“hey carlos, you been drinkin’ florida water”
looking for a new technique
they never believe i put my weapons down
another page turns in the book
another one falls on their knees to the ground
a message from the tiger & she shivered like chord on a harp:
“the bedroom must be returned to its original sailor”
she reached for the lipstick from her handbag
on the edge of the sink
& the sad loves surrounded the lade of perpetual squalor
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