Come plain
Some come plain
Some are high-class pain-killers
Some just a pain in the ass
Some are dance divas
Vocalized hip-playin'
Some are harmony wailers sound-scraper retailers
Sonically synch-lipped, sayin'
'Cocktail soul'
With acquired taste
Screaming 'I'm new'
In a voice so old,
And misplaced
With the rats taking over
The past of the vast Empire vaults
Who can be blamed
For missing the latest of the greatest
Rimbauds?
No sugar
No caffeine
No pain
Some come in picture sleeves
I come plain.
2012.
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