Sweet Home Alabaster
by HepKat
Posted to Poetry on 2003-09-18 11:29:00
Midwest gray death
Metal bone skeleton buildings
Ghost town apathy
In the Java morning machine
9 to 5 natives in clogged expressways
& fuel exhaust drenched bus terminals
Flutter like moths to the flame of routine
Blind flesh ornaments with false purpose & empty souls
Cracked dirty sidewalks
Stale bread shadows, gravel, & cobwebs
Factories croon cold industrial lullabies
Bums line the rusty alleyways
Clutching bottles of salvation in crushed paper bags
At the edge of eternity