New YorkA Poem by Lady WolfJust a random thought followed to it's eventual conclusion.
Our great cities
LA, Las Vegas, Houston, Miami They sprawl across the landscape Slowly spreading like black mold On old toast But New York Is different Up it goes People, cars, businesses, buildings Crammed in tight Like a can of sardines No where else to go but up And up Like a pimple Pus filling a once healthy pore Trapped Like the sewer rats that invade EVERYTHING In New York It steams and roils Growing redder Hotter More painful by the day So the question is… To pop or not to pop? © 2010 Lady Wolf |
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Added on February 7, 2010 Last Updated on February 7, 2010 AuthorLady WolfNowheresville, TXAboutI'm just a student who's always got her head in the clouds. But that's ok, because I find the most wonderful castles up there. more..Writing
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