Mass Junk

Frail fingers rummaging through sugar packets….junkies….dope fiends…..a constant hunt for sugar….Brazilian gold…damn the dentists….

And they sit with signs of need in Union Square….Penn Station….all over Manhattan….shattered….shattered…ooh sharoooby…..this town’s shattered…..

A numbness….a dumbness….an epic story of nothingness…The young look old…. the old look dead…and those whose souls lie still….days numbered….From womb to tomb….they never had a chance….

Frail fingers rummaging through sugar packets…..It’s America….we’ll make more…


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