abstinence among gravel on fire
and there was
the city crying
whenever you visited it
sobbing against your shoulder
like a compromise
a substitute
and you counted out loud
cells that broke
blood vessels leaking
:::
and you chewed nicotine plaster
when noting else helped
lit fire
on every rock and stone
in your abstinence
:::
and behind glass
in frames of violence
and conviction
on your bedroom wall
laid the remnants
of children
that never became children
Poetry by MadinSane
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Written on 2005-11-24 at 11:52
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