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to the dogs
…to the dogs
He stared at the damp chilly night
and marveled in frustration
seeing nothing at all -
except the black night
So many years ruined dancing to the same tune
days and night overlapping into an endless timeless space
Indigence, parched throats, empty ragged pockets…
guns persist as unflawed blood flows into the filthy cesspools
maggie dogs, scavenger, urchins all blend into one
all in a split race for the a place in the bins
At first light
blurred images flash past his eyes
cheese and butter, wines, champagne, music and festivals
laughter and smiles
- the taste of a gone era
Flashy cars with tinted windows speed by
on the highway
towards the glass towers and
the affluence beyond the mind’s eyes
Numerous gaps along the road
shattered dreams, tattered bridges
dyed-in -the-wool banal lip services
Shame!
A curse from the bowels of the earth or
is it a monster
from our flesh and bones
or both?
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