Chomping at the bit
Saws
are a beautiful piece of human invention
Containing
a dark side, an ugly side
You
fear the non-judgmental mechanics
One
slip and they will devastate
Creation
and destruction all rolled into one toothy smile
They
the serial killers of the tool world
Picking
the burliest victims
The
true hearted folk working with mahogany and pine
They
shower you in fingerless gloves
Trained rapper
Sixteen
year old rapper
Selling
fruit snacks on the train
Buying
studio time
Teeth
in place
Speaking
out to sympathetic travelers
He is
trounced by the meth head
Beaten
with dough hands and clawed fingernails
Now
rising again
Fear
and anger
Pen
and paper
To
cloud the fugitives attack
Circular
lyrical manifest destiny
He
runs back to the train
Busting
down the doors
As he
enters
As he
entertains
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