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open. I like it, you may or may not. I'd love to hear from you either way.


Empty shopping mall on the east side of town,
where the young go to die, and the old go to rot.
Pregnant women in flowing gowns,
sitting on the bench under the palm trees,
to shade them from the flourescent sun.
Jealous men behind the bars,
lusting for the touch of female skin.
Scowling at the handholding lovers as they pass by.
Dyke security guard, broadcasting her suspicions
in incredulous looks in our direction.
Lets make for a quick exit.
Stage left.
Out the revolving glass doors,
into the black car.
Close the curtains.
Thank god we can leave this place.