walk the urban sprawl,
where skyscrapers pierce the sky
cities bleeding_assoc.
carnival lights bloodshot dreams that flee,
like squirrels unconfined biting frost of winter,
within the tumultuous mind —
stares into the landscape, tattered, mined;
flickering neon signs above,
a disparate throng battered ease crawls by,
downward perhaps
weekly-rationed kisses – hot,
an insatiable quest cheap sleaze-pup...
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