looseballoon
Friday, 21 October 2011
The Favor
The mob did him a favor;
the suits wanted a word,
ask questions, let him know
how pissed off they were,
over and over again.
He deserved the suits:
the mob did him a favor,
killed him with passion,
under an i phone glow,
not with rhetoric and
the polite needle.
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