Eulogy
Metropolis, 2016.
A slim, shady silhouette sits
cross-legged
in his silent, dark apartment.
Unfazed by his broken-down plumbing
or overdue power bills.
A petty thief,
with a mind
like a tv
turned to static.
Every creak,
every whisper,
every siren
goes undetected.
A stressed out
modulated gangster
imitating a pure mystic.
A rat
in a cage
with a dream.
A policeman kicks in the door.
Sweet!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
FROM THE LIVING…FOR THE DEAD.
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Thanks for the reblog!
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WELL-WRITTEN!
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