4/22/16

Cousin Boneless



I walk a daggers path through a city of masks
Eyes downcast because the walls stare back
Careful not to get caught in the current of the crowd
Mesmerizing sights hypnotic sounds
We know why you came to this part of town
Memories escaped and sorrows drowned
With my case I drop anchor 5 bucks place both bait and bet
My voice chums the waters 5 strings cast a net
Come, come make an offering to the dead
Lest they get restless half-drunk and half-fed
The human tides subsides I’m left alone to collect my catch
And cling to last call with fellow urchins
And the litter the living left

Thought you knew the odds
But the house always wins

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