Wednesday, June 4, 2014

The vicious circle

domestic disturbance
in the backstreets
of suburbia

screams
&
four-letter words
howl
thru the naked night
while children
shiver
beneath blankets
with
blocked ears

love
agony
&
those broken bloodied
vows

while
somewhere
in the distance
young lovers
whisper words
of eternity
&
new seeds
are planted
in the fields
of
battle


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