Neck Bones

Walls and floors filled with feces; colors of shit brown, greens, yellows, black; a Pollock portrait of excrement, an essence of abuse, neglect, hard-living from one generation to the next……..and the beat goes on…….

Kids marched into the street by Family Services; no-one took notice, absence unfelt; crack cures all aches and pains…..just ask the ten-spot whores…..the moms and pops gone for hours in search of cash money motherfucker……..waitin’ for the man…….

The model from ACTION NEWS was first on the scene, Sir……can you comment on your neighbors?……What do you know of them?……..

Mr. Brown scratched his gray whiskers on an old black face, Well…..day say dere weren’t no food in dat house, his Jamaican tongue paused, If dat be da case…….den I got one question…..Who cooked da neck bones……


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