People standing In LineIn the pouring rainTo get an autographOf an Old ManWho took some photosIn the Seventies.
Jesus Christ, this City.Dirty streets rumble with menaceMeth-addled lovers argueOver a dirty mattress and remnantsOf lives destroyedDear God, this CityIts rotten heart and worn out soulThe ball of mental illnessStaring, hungry from across the street cornerEyes angry and wornGoddamn this… Continue Reading →
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