Monday, January 12, 2009

Mind of Reservance

"The slums.
Thousands of millions
of square feet of
cement and slime,
infested
with the lowest class
of humanity that still roams
this earth,
it's a wonder that
as many of them
show themselves in the light
as do,
their sickly pale skin
and creeping gestures
reserved for the night
when they can prowl
the disgusting city
they have come to claim.
There is no where safe,
and every step is
preceded by a glance around
to ensure ones own privacy,
which is invaded by
the sheer number of bodies present.
All of this,
cast down upon
from the heavens
which have seem to abandoned
this forsaken city
........Beautiful, isn't it?"


He reflected
on his last words to her
the night she died...

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