Looking out of the mind
Where shadow lines
Play hooky to entice
Could it be
That there were no
Messages for the
Unfortunate
The Left out
Drop outs
Who throng the
The turnstiles
Wanting to make it
The Forsaken
Unblessed
Your Unholiness
Its cold out here
But then she came
In from the dark
Her loneliness the
Ruling Goddess of
Ruled
Presiding Diety
At the Sanctum
Sanctorum
Predicting
Cursing
Screaming
Vendetta not
In her mind
Her battered
Book of Chronicles
Of the Unwise
The Illiterate
Whose wisdom
Shines on
The Neon lights not
So bright yet not
Dull
And the Night
Queen circles
Around the
Testimonial Fire
Engulfing the
Miserable
The Lost and Lonely
The Night people
Watching the trucks
Whizz by
The Nations' Bonfire
Beckons
Every miserable citizen
Of the Sidewalks
The Landlords of
Misery wrapped in
The warmth of
Yesterdays
Newspapers
And Cardboard
Heroes
Not so warm and
The Howling Wind
Screams
Penury
Indebtedness
Celebrating
The Festival of
Ill Gotten Wealth
Split
Distributed
Devolved
Uptil the
Under belly
Of Pomp and
Gaiety
Dancers frolic
Sudden sounds
Reverberate
Dire Times
And your billboards
Shouting uncouthly
What is to be
And the Not so
Predictable
Avoidable
Circumstances
That paint tomorrows'
Happenings
And the Wedding
Of Greed and Avarice
Celebrating
Announcing
Dark
Forebodings
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