An Eye for Fly
hittin' the block top hat in thought with no laces to trip
i – the on the lookout guy
poppin' some spearmint off the smoky sauce
continue the hunt for any
of those Sunday driver / investor types
carrying worked over Miyagi sticks
AKA an eye for fly
so to B.B. Saint Christopher protect
all the aged brick
from being taken down
and turned into
yet another patch of land
split
into rows
resembling something
beyond a gate
that you’ve gotta count to connect with
Copyright © Operation Orange | Year Posted 2024
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