comfortably numb

Jan 05, 2003 22:52

Oh my good Queen,
do you feel dethroned?
What evil scum has butchered your vision of
Heavenly Beauty?
What vile human being has reduced your little world
to mounds of lifeless debris?
Who has traded your healthy blood pulsing for
The insidious vibrating hum of high power lines
mutating your cells,
Your ovaries for
Cracked eggshells
Ladybugs for
Cockroaches,
feasting in the ruins,
Your royal red carpet for
concrete pavements?
Your eyes scuttling like a vermin from headlights,
Shuddering in the darkness,
so dependent upon the light.
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