Friday, January 3, 2014

The city is peppered with armored vehicles
They are the fake Hershey kisses of the world
You can sip tea with their drivers
While dreaming of love 
My body is deformed from usage
I am thinking of not giving up
But - from a distance - there is simple violence
And it is tempting to touch each other inappropriately
Just to pretend that all is fine with the world

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