Metropolis In Humus Feelings of The Gunpowder
Eyes glowing Across the westerly wind Trespassing the blow Of the standing asphalt jungle In conglomeration of deep yellow fire Iron heels copulating In spewing asphalt smokes Of brown ferrous carbon From the high rise chimney By the nearing barnyard Children leapfrogging In asphyxiation of burning... Sign in to see full entry.