kevin casey


Streets and streets of languages rows and rows of for sale signs
talking behind your back infront of you
classes and classes of subjects lots and lots of rules
exclusive intrusive forces in pockets
pressed flowers stuffed museums pet shops zoos
ugh ugh ugh em em em
comunication break down smash down the door
put your hands behind your head get of the floor the vultures of the serrengetti
want some spaggehti with that chop of more than why are the shops not open, dont go to the shops on your own full grown man youle be mugged,
cant be nobbed

Poem Submitted: Monday, September 28, 2009

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