Friday, May 18, 2012

The Man Who Came In From The Cold - Glenn Losack My Guru

man i miss
you like hell
i hope all is well
we shoot pictures
that dont sell
dirty bodies
dirty smell
we shoot
the streets
where they
dwell
shit pee
fornicate
fucked
by society
they dont
rebel
silent
slithering
reptilian
sorrow
feels
agony
pain
doom
despair
but
wont tell
their poetry
of life
their death
knell

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