Town of absent fathers

 



teenage girls create abnormal babies



bedrooms smell of explosive diariah

and cheap air freshener.



front yards become ashes,skulls,and rocks.

buildings are Styrofoam, tacks,and nails.

windows plastic wrap and scotch tape.



schools become a second job.

bathrooms are buckets and water hoses.

dining rooms are folding chairs

and plastic silverware.



street corners transform into

men that engrave pistol

images on now motionless bodies.

STD’s fly like the common cold.

now females crowd corners

for appointments at the clinique.



beaches become hospital beds.

gas stations are now morgues.

ventage systems overflow

with organs and broken dreams



now graveyards become church

sessions.



knives become pens

and blood becomes ink.



living in this town

of absent fathers

 

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