Extraction from a brothel – K. B

Extraction from the brothel

Get back to a real life,
I’m trapped
Making poetry
And keeping the cape
Coz if you think
The Lord’s mercy
Applies to me,
You’re wrong.
My friends get richer
And fuck daily
While I’m here
Singing in this mess.
Extraction from the brothel,
Will I have the power to break this
Ill fate without hurting myself?
They got me trapped and wrapped
Like a taco in the hands of an obese kid.
The shit dynamo is active these days,
Distributing some shit all around
Keeping the mind focused on
Metaphysical delirium
And not filling my plate.

K. B

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