sick of it all !
must confess that after all,
'my' time is fading away...,
walked and lived a certain road
puzzled between nowhere!
a neverending paradox,
a living dead!
begging a pale dollar or two per day
in the nowhere city
sexed 'women' everywhere, as objects!
is it the season of their 'love-making'?
the clouds bleed tears in empty streets
and lonely alleys...only a veiled freedom!
I'm learning to die...
...in a world infest of egos I'd ratter
be a suicide eunuch...killing my-self to live!
Taken from:
"London and Amsterdam, Double Exposures, January 2008"
By: Jonathan Demaree.
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