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Dust-town (work in progress)

Sit sleepily on the spinning wheel
watch them scurry hither; thither
Nothing much to note on
Action! Adventure! events; repetition
Stabbings in Shops
Phlegm on the disrespected, graffitied streets
Priests having fist-fights
Their holy hands hailing hate
Life in Dust-town
Life in shades of grey
Dreams have more substance than reality
Sleep a little each day
stay awake longer each night
Intoxicate to feel life
Nothing much to do but wait to die
Too bored to be sad
subconcious gnarled like a rotten root




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  • malmadre gold member
    June 3

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    This is gritty and down to earth, a true peek at the real stuff. "Subconscious gnarled like a rotten root" Now that's a fresh perspective.