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From my flesh
This cruel street still wants my attention
The waste paper basket in the corner
A bum sleeping outside a door
The Commercial signs cry out
‘TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE’
Napkins as soft as a summer’s
Breeze
I’m still waiting for the saviour
To be born
Still hoping for these nails
To be torn
From my flesh
The stray cats having a concert
Tonight
The one eyed undertaker singing
‘What cost love tonight, baby?’
Lilly Angelo on her way home
The day finally done
The man waiting with a sharpened
Knife in the alley
He knows nothing of her two kids
Waiting in vain
Mum’s not coming home this time
And the cruel street still cries for
Attention
Two for the price of one…
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Ophelia was a preference, not humanly accessible, not as such.
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