Saturday, June 8, 2013

The Living Dead


on their sepulchral souls
death silently treads ..
he knows they might
wake up lifeless bodies
zombie heads ..
they who beg
drugged comatose
earn their bread
narrow alleys
of pain despair
main road ahead
beneath a lifeless
winding sheets
hands outstretched
feet eagle spread
you too can fuck them
says the board
bleeding read

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