This concrete jungle
striking, confusing
with a dearth of appeal
like a doodle,
an open man hole
gaping, grasping
insatiable,
maggots slimy
squirming, squelching
trip in-
and
before rock bottom
you dare dread
the slimy you
when surfaced! ! ! !
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