Like a walk in the park
It will be like a walk in the park Lights flickering on then off move, green and pink moths rise, drop, bulbs pop electric fused boxes; bussing people on subway tubes, doors locked confused red neon signs now blew, just pieces of shining aluminum, messages transferred, minds frightened herded, flocks of flying fear Streets are trampling avenues everyone’s drinking popcorn or eating coke; bursting banks of polluted streams poor like nightmares into cozy wet dreams. Man-whole jumps under their... Sign in to see full entry.