the shriveled crackhead
and the skeletal man-whore
seeking tricks
to quench
the ravenous monkey
devouring their soul
are with us
and we can't, won't,
see
Within a block of where
eBridge manufactures illusions
and the city cyberspins its truths
nursing a lust
hangover
A man-whore sleeps
On a morgue slab
Of stone and rock
brought into the world
by good, decent folk
and lured by the green leaf,
crystalized into rock,
to ruin
not just in the alleys
of the urban hell
but in the plush bosom
where the good people dwell...
and you know that well
ignore it at your own peril
and think its only in the mean streets
where the devil dwells
but he lounges,
jeering,
ln your antechamber
white smoke snaking
through a clear glass stem
2 comments:
That man in the picture isn't alone,look at the cup with a drinking Straw, look at it closely,it forms White Cross. Jesus Christ 🙏 is there even though you write in your article that who can see !.God can See.
Nice observation 9:47. Maybe Jesus can score a few rocks for this guy. Miracles happen.
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