Plastic misery.
Plastic wrap and Thrice too nice for the boys. The children of the sidewalks, Who teethed on curb-sides and Cried when they saw the distant promenades - Of the cultural preachers... Who exhale and spit a faux pas at The holy grail. They paint a map for the blind, Blind's wandering, squandering now -... Sign in to see full entry.