Corruption

Secrets in lush lavish country
Clubs shaded glasses diamond rooms
Portraits of oily men in vivid black jackets
With eyes following yours

A wrinkled hand snakes up a silk evening
Dress ruffled in moaning red lip
Stick the clean check in the drawer
Cameras in corners sleep like spiders

White winter city streets
Buildings exhale steam like dragons
Liquor-store doors with black iron bars
Brick-brown crumbling churches on corners

Black crows cackle sunset
Trees freeze dipping down
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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