the ones who could
auctioned souls at meat shops
borrowed desires at brothels
rented faces at highways
bred mediocrity
and called it society
the ones who couldn't, slept to ghosts; poetry in the breath, whiskey in the oesophagus
auctioned souls at meat shops
borrowed desires at brothels
rented faces at highways
bred mediocrity
and called it society
the ones who couldn't, slept to ghosts; poetry in the breath, whiskey in the oesophagus
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