After I have gone for a walk
With my dog I sometimes
Sit and watch her breathe
After she has laid down.
Her chest rises and falls,
Rises and falls, rises and falls
Like the price of gasoline.
Oil swami motherfuckers.
Watching my dog breathe
Is better than watching
Stupid or Censored Television;
Better than thinking about
Ron Asheton's heart exploding;
Better than watching the wars
In my head.
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