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Old 12-09-2013, 11:18 PM   #12
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Che Guevara acolyte - tall and handsome, house spacious as fuck
Vancouver family man...wannabe contumacious canuck
cultured, and honestly he seemed sagacious enough
tough too - a giant's glare when he'd skate with the puck.
A small fortune off small men who sated his trust
Former fourth-round draft pick. Feeling false until his brain would erupt
Indigenous roots - confusion mutes his mind's buzzing demands
Business owning law-abider.
...shit. He felt he wasn't a man.
Homogenous homicide: Take it back to dad's rusted sedan
"Go the white man's way son...it's what your budding demands
go with the flow of this godless heathen's crushing advance
Acquiesce, assimilate. Because cunningly, chance -
lets you follow the white man
...and in your bluffing, command."
His cousin was Sam. Two wild spirits in whom nothing was planned
They met Joe the State trooper once while puffing a gram
Alcoholic reservation teens, roughing the land.
Joe was Russian. The only cop around who'd show them love when he can
"Feeling happy gentlemen?" A wry smile, drumming his hands
Hockey star slash business student, running the fam
Ignored the insults, left the huffing and puffing to dad
years later his inner abyss - torn, gushing was grand
A white man's slave who ignored the great coming he'd planned...
Bank executive, comfortable niche feelin' fairly disgraced
Climbing the wrong totem pole - masks of the Aryan race
He's alien, fake. Titan reincarnates and hyperion breaks
One day a cop came to close an account - authoritarian great
"...we done here boy??" Leaving rotting meat on vegetarian plates
He vowed then to usurp that disciplinarian's hate
Drove to State Troopers HQ, feigning a good samaritan's grace
"A woman's having a child, please don't let her ovarians break!"
Officers jogged out to his car, running at various rates
He fell back and pulled his gun, time to bury him late
A bang under the golden spruce trees - a Shakespearean place
...but realized he shot Joe. Lolling tongue, pallid Siberian face
A calmness overtook him after the split second of fear in his eyes
Family man gone fugitive disappeared in the night.
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