The rain was dully falling
and the cats were hidden
Under high rimmed cars
with the lights turned off
His Mother was out calling
when the lightening struck
And his charred body scars
were stains on the new road
They sat inside and watched
furor in the streets; mourning
With the television on real low
eyes fixed on smoking remains
Street cleaners came and washed
adolescent flesh from the street
Ajar window ******* put on a show
there's a certain perversity to death
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
The rain was dully falling
and the cats were hidden
Under high rimmed cars
with the lights turned off
His Mother was out calling
when the lightening struck
And his charred body scars
were stains on the new road
They sat inside and watched
furor in the streets; mourning
With the television on real low
eyes fixed on smoking remains
Street cleaners came and washed
adolescent flesh from the street
Ajar window ******* put on a show
there's a certain perversity to death
