STREETS
by Doropote
About the piece of the story.
Through the streets in the city limits.
Staring twists and turns of life along the sidewalk.
so sad
They devour the dust.
Inhaling the smell of garbage.
Drinking hot sweat.
How lucky self pleaded.
Staring at them wearily.
Creator grateful to him.
But the ruler fixated on irrefutable.
Every promise of his bitterness ...
All the bullshit ...
Everything ...
Big Dipper in Ursa Major lit without certainty ...
Friday, January 13, 2017
Streets
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