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Guerrilla Death

from The Nap Heard Round The World by Al Murb

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Had a dream I was blackmailed.
It wasn’t scary
Just annoying more than anything.

Hid in some girl’s bathroom.
The tiles hurt my knees
And I could still see the guy chasing me.

And then I woke up.

I hear the spray of wind and rain
My window is praying for mercy.
Praying never worked for me
But my window never kept me from learning.
So why wouldn’t I extend the same?

I’m the driver of an 18 wheeler hauling history.
I’m concerned with hoping that it doesn’t repeat itself
Because if it does I’ll surely crash.
And I haven’t had my flash in the pan yet.

I don’t have any skeletons left chilling in my closet
I just pull the red flag up
And stick them in the mail.
Just like if I were rich I’d go and be a dick in Vail.
Kind of like how Dan Quayle couldn’t spell potato.

Have I pulled up enough red flags yet?
If not, I guess I’ll tell you that I’m filming my own death
Through the windows in the front of my head.

Everyone is their own protagonist till they’re dead.
I guess I’m not all that much different after all.

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from The Nap Heard Round The World, released April 10, 2017

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