Sodom and Gomorrah

Workshop

We walk like a pendulum

From the pub to a street

Two pinging submarines

Amongst hollering shrieks

That leap from cold night air

How illuminations hum

Down brick walls and concrete

The dribbling streets trip in

Stench and spattered chunks

Two trails of saliva meet up

Exchanging words and kisses

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Crying Over the Dead Thing at the Side of the Road

Behind these Trees are Hills

^(Note: Be harsh! I dare you)

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