Gen X - Poem by Devin Gouws
The silence like broken bottles melts away
In mouthless words upon greener elecronic pastures.
Saturated bodies can only wisper obsenities
to save the empty eyes, empty hearts, and bloody chemical streams.
They are the streetless names
Forgotten in a baseline
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