Once upon a time

Once upon a flimsy time

One quiet similar to mine

A smog stricken

Tower block kingdom

Ticks by

The curling grey

Curdles in the mouths

Of the suffering

Cough up blood

Pennies and guts

Down trodden muts

Keel under the pressure

Two eyed monsters roam

And the mechanical

Beasts groan

Spitting ever thick

Poison all the way home.

 

 

◄ November Fog

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