and so this is
Human
-P-
ity
sludging) and slur)r-ing
up a concrete avenue.
the woman,
lone
has twisted breath
and a ludicrous air.
(3) would be males
encircle her
reeking of coughed up
cigar-paper-habits
dropouts of a forty year old
highschoolcrowd.
they echo slime
into one another -
furtively exchanging
gripes and
ghouls.
Reason for writing:
toying around with yet another scene outside of my house.
Birth sign: Taurus
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