"bankthick" poems
There is one living
in every street
of this city
or more
they do not constitute a partnership
have no mores
nor do they share a front door
the shame keeps them
indoors, their actions in the shade
of the past, tucked away in deep drawers
behind bankthick vault doors
any reference to the events
from the past
may cause irreparable
damage to the
mental health
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC