Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Concrete monsters

These are the witches
that wake at dusk,
that rise six metres high.
Eyeless angels
with neon smiles -

that bleach the day,
sucking colour,
only to throw down pools
of orange glow -

that the big girls run to.
While the little girls
play hopscotch through
a night of wolves
and rapists.

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