Either don’t pay taxes and plan on
going underground.
Or pay them and stop the whining.
The empire provides the shelter for
sitting still.
There's a part of me that likes to
look at a train wreck.
There's a bigger part of me that
doesn't want to be in one.
I sit in the living room and look
at woods.
I rest in the bedroom and feel the
river.
This house is nothing but a cave
for an open sky.
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