Truth as a pair of underwear
Chickens and Kalashnikovs tumble
from the postern of a blind truck.
It zigzags, fades into dust.
Chickens and Kalashnikovs tumble
from the postern of a blind truck.
It zigzags, fades into dust.
There’s a guy here with a pistol. You know it’s probably fake, but he’s like pointing it at everybody …
It’s so harmonious, 404 not found,
Google, get out; Baidu, all around …