...the world chinks to champagne masquerades.
Bubbles rise to the top of glasses reflecting
pseudo smiles; wet laughs of deception
caught in a red-light blitz of silky curtains hiding
downtown windows.
Someplace...
obsequious wives bellow a mouthful, talking
fine gluttony fat as the paychecks for caviar dreaming
caught cold between the space of nothingness; the
grind of escalator teeth like metal babies;
hearing small cries, small mercies - empty lives
drowning in dark bottle paradise.
Someplace where your limited metaphors are sleeping
insomniak poets are bleeding
nite cries like wolves on the fold -
tracking moonlight. Heat sensitive predators
scuffing the smell of fear, tangible as the seeds
of a sour fruit. Someplace unknown
soldiers squat to foxholes; ghost-eyes
battled to a bold dark; heavy breaths
rapid as the artillery load of a genocide count,
whilst fat-cats flap to the slap of snores,
those that got the cream, creased to
fine silk sheets, soured to sweet FA & peddled ignorance.
Those become the perfect schemes, keep em' bleating
like fearful sheep, lockloaded wagons
for the abattoir's fate,
blade-reductions on bovine peace.
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