the street

The street 2
The street 2

The street knows not
He goes in knots
To and fro, to and fro

The street sits sly
Or slides silent by
Back and forth, back and forth

The street wraps the world
While poets rap their words
Round and round, round and round

On the street the street's on you
In and out the street wants to
Assume your bones, assume your guts

The street needs bold blood,
To turn to mash or mush to mud
Me and you me and you


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