Published by Torry Crass on

In a world of contradictions we speak
within boxes sitting table high we think

the cages of humanity on the brink of destruction
our feelings and emotions bound to leak our morals and ethics

and yet still, we fight through the suicidal, comical humor toward some other end
on and on once again toward sunsets in seduction filled books and super hero feats

living on and living through with homeless still on our streets, a world still bleak
yet in all this, hope still exists in dreams of mending our world back from the swirl in the sink

January 2010

Categories: Poetry


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