flapping birds look down on red
wheel barrows white
cats stalk along a hot tin
roof fidget under bonnets of chrome car
corpses
the man with hollow bones and white sugar
breath tells you that someone has slashed the Zephyr
tyres the world is
spun children drain her
blood kisses leave no
traces his heart is giving
up
A very exciting poem! This is a bit like a scene from a horror film!
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