Saturday, January 30, 2016

7755. WHICH IS IT?

WHICH IS IT?
The dark streets are twisted with anger and crawling
again with deceit. All those people in their night coats,
trawling around with beer and crackers, they talk like
the end of their world was nigh. I am hungry, and I
just watch others eat  -  a maddening sensation indeed.
I sit to wonder, is this want or is this real need?

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