Monday, September 10, 2012

Diluted

Little lit up
diorama
looking out over
the tar soaked
earth
with intruding eyes
scattered
in ambiguity.
.
.
.
Once
I walked
with band-aids
covering my face.
They surrounded me
with ignorance
and stuck to me
like
isolation.
.
.
.
City tears
soak me through
as I am further
distanced
from the distorted
heartbeat
of humanity.

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