The tortured lips of a lesser son
Mistaken dreams from a furious girl
Drenched in hopes and feathered pillows
Hungry whims and a wasted bill
Hope screams to women whose bail gets paid
Mincing parables to a forgotten tribe
It's true you'll fall for a man that's crass
Steadfast comforts that abortionists confirm
That life without that woman will never bring much
To the tilted ovaries in a blind man's arm
We live to remember that once we were bald
In stolen comforts that widows give back
To the tortured lips of a legio Maria son
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Times Square, New York
11th December 2019
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