Public Display of Affection

Public affection –
Where did it go?
There’s an infection
Nobody knows

Loving in secret
Guilt meter’s on
Telescreen watching
Privacy gone

They’re lockin’ you up
For a public display of affection

The children are snitches
The homeless are spies
Watch in the subway
Their schizoid eyes

They’re puttin’ you down
For a public display of affection
They’re sellin’ you out
For a public display of affection

—- in a strange room
Along a brass pole
The dancers are working
Shoveling bull—— like coal

Warmth was a legend
Your passions are woes 
The fate of the last friend
Nobody knows 

They’re pullin’ your plug
For a public display of affection
They’re punching your ticket
For a public display of affection
They’re cuttin’ your battery
For a public display of affection
They’re snapping your cord 
For a public display of affection 


(2017)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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