this town

this town was not summer in june . july. august became. heat. unfun. this
two-timin'town steals its own best weight in gold trading it for dross.
idiots & politics and the shit o.f. the crap. same again.



this town. hides its best. beating them to obscurity . wondering why
its cream's gone sourshit. so it has . and shall. and less. its more is
disaster. this town's 300 festivals . beggars. homeless. this town's crap.


_________________________________ this town's fragment

of two nations is no nation. but a ration of division spelled by false prides
and capital's perversion of human vision. this town's government is

the code of the capitalists shit box.


i have nothing to say about this, nothing good to say
, abou this town.it disgusts me ~