2 November 2009


Cardboard mouths to display hope
as the Kings and Queens pass by
as worlds ignore the eyes in the walls
as desperation wraps around a race
of shadows that die deaths of depth.

Recruited in the alleys of abuse,
beer and the ruse of nothing.
Slit throats. Dying babes.
Rotting minds.
Who cares.

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