Inside a cabin, I <br />chew Ma’s <br />fat while the gang <br />checks <br />the windows for <br />law, and trees who <br />grow outta rocks. <br />Ma’s got a mole <br />with a black <br />hair. <br />I got a cigarette <br />hangin’ outta <br />the corner of my <br />mouth.<br /><br />Steven Ralph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walsh-was-a-genius/
