Tuesday, March 10, 2009


working towards the working.
and in this city. with these people.
between those lines. beneath their shadows.
i sink deeper.

and in the rain. i walked forever.
bridges and rivers.
i found houses, where no one was looking at all.
no one was looking.
i was screaming.
in between the water and land, there are houses with doors.
bridges and dirt.
people build homes. 

this city is useless.

and in the rain i walked so hard.
the bridge felt like a dream.
and my fingers bled.
camera drenched.
rain poured.

and people need to see
the truth
about this all.

people need 
this truth..

because this city is becoming