Drop the Pipe
I launched off the side of the wall
with an ease of an unstable Californian
monk. There was money to be had in mansions
and in dry, empty pools filled with green leaves,
which was money again and all together.
You could say I eschewed the values of a Californian
family carefully. Or you could call me a fornicator
on a big sign outside of my high school. You could
do a lot of things. Are there things you couldn't do?
I launched off the side of the wall
with an ease of mind and a mean breeze
at all sides.
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