Streets aren't so promising,
Promising shoves, shoulders;
Shouldering steep shovel-
Fuls: shit is everywhere.
Where feces falls, so too
Two dolls. They're raggedy
Rag people embracing.
Sing 'Gory-Glory' and
Guard sleep while maniacs—
Mainly in dark alleys—
Ally themselves; sharing
Rare purpose. Absolution
Shuns fellow lunatics.
Loons, Luna, suicide:
Sides of a shadowy
Dowry for idiots.
“Derek Cox, a friend of victim Andrew Therrien, told KABC-TV in Los Angeles that Therrien, 22, pushed children out of the way as the truck barreled toward them. He was killed in the accident.”
– GILLIAN FLACCUS (AP) – 12 minutes ago as of August 16, 2010; 9:52am
http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5gB9jnKObPfaIQty58BGWr_bTtMlQD9HKMJJG0
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1 comment:
I thought breaking 'absolution' would be too ugly to be acceptable. So I broke the meter? Forgive me. I'm cursed a while longer now.
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