TME KMPRN

Taught to dream
not with his head
but with his hands.

Inside he’s naked
and a little girl.
She loves, and alone
They leave, and die
young dos elastique
and so the sea finds
comical the combinations
in French soils .

Now never screaming
froid et subtle
dates nor eyes
nor your voice
added with their wounds
move our city of displacement.

And I am left screaming:
WHY SHOULD I PAY THE COUNCIL TAX?

Bastards.