Facts: claustrophobia and amniotic fluid

The vagrant
is the wisest man among us.
He abominates walls and windows,
prefers the wine that flows in the gutter.

The streets form a haven,
but we are not welcome there,
'cause we are voyeurs, rapists
drugged actors,

and this is no theatre, this is a
warm womb, a warm breast

and we are madmen
demolishing everything
that feels too soft against our

shells.



Poetry by peacefrog
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Written on 2007-08-30 at 23:34

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
Powerful writing with powerful truths.

Thanks.
2012-05-23