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Jul 2023
i)

being corrupt has
it´s moments
all is lies cheating
hypocrisy-

and ha-ha but-
lily chews her
way through a
sunday morning

space cookie-
here she pauses
to clean her gum
and ****

her finger-without
the dissolute  there would be
no good
we can not have god

without the devil
without doubt
no faith
no hate-no love..

ii

life or death,
the world belonged
to itself
the bugs and-

(i preferred her
silent)
-a dream as yet
undreamt..

iii

creation a single note
maybe A flat-i mean,
have you walked down
the high street

lately..?!

iv

paradise to the fast food
slice
clear water to plastic

poison from the very skies-
(no wonder we are sick)
fries

fall deafening
man cries-
why..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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